saat karenanya kita punya harapan akan masa depan, berarti dia ada.
having a messy life, is what everybody does. sometimes it feels like someone is ruining the harmonic melody of your music. another time it looks like a broken window is thrown over you, that you cannot move an inch so you don’t get hurt. or maybe it feels like someone break the pattern, and draw a new disordered lines with shinny crayons, it makes you sick.
I’ve been there. I’ve been watching someone play that role. and i believe that you were, or at least, will be in that kind of situation.
just take a deep breath and a few step back. throw the microscope away, and look at it widely. listen carefully.
then you’ll hear the unharmonic melody turns into a beautiful symphony, the pieces of the broken window seemed like a masterpiece of mosaic, and the broken patterns is actually a precise sketch to guide you through a bigger, better, stronger you..