sixth sense #26

i am hungry, the hunger inside me, is craving for, more. desperation is lackluster, i am. living without hunger is not human. being hungry meant being human. if i simply forgot how to be hungry, just being comfortable, i could not imagine more than being stagnant. this is not what i want, i do not […]

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Berpuasa, Fasting.

Waking up five in the morning, where the sun had not even kissed the horizon, not even shedding the limelight to the sky, I checked my phone nonchalantly after prying my eyes opened. Gotten up, brushed, washed, everything done. Why not fast for today? I challenged myself. Why not? I set myself for the day of no food […]

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