Seventy Two / Post, Content

It says 'Post, content' here on the empty space of my phone. Here I am, lying on my ever so comfortable bed, in my ever so comfortable room, inside my ever so comfortable house. What? Yes. I am currently thinking of what my next few sentences would be. I need my mojo back! I have dropped it somewhere along the way, it is impossible for me to turn back and look for it. Wait. Even if it's possible, I do not want to go back and look for it. We don't do backtracking in life, do we? We move forward!

So I guess I'll just have to find a new mojo them. 

It says 'Post, content' here on the empty space of my phone. Now this is where my karangan terpesong begins. Sometimes I wonder, can I ever live without the internet? What if we live in the world with no Google? What if one day Google decides to put an end to its empire and destroy every single information ever stored in it, can we survive that? I salute Mama, in that case. Because she managed to finish her studies and practices law in her own law firm - without Google. I cannot live without Google. I Google almost everything in life. Every. Single. Thing. In. Life. 

How to clean my watch. How to fix my room. How to remove price tags without ruining my book. What are the symptoms of cancer. Everything. If I could Google my destiny, life, love, death, that would be beyond perfect. But come to think it through, I don't think I would Google all that. I like surprises. Life has been nothing but a surprise to me. A wonderful surprise, though. 

It says 'Post, content' here on the empty space of my phone. There are a few sublist of things wavering around my head. Some are worth thinking about, and some are not. 

Wait. I am thinking hard about what I should be wearing tonight. This transition is not an easy one. It is a big step. One of the biggest steps in my life. It's topsy turvy, you see. But I am willing to take the risk and the challenges in making this change worthwhile. After all, I am doing this for me and not anyone else. 

It says 'Post, content' here on the empty space of my phone. And I hate this feeling. The feeling of being at stake and jeopardy. But that is the beauty of it, don't you think. What? Content? Yes, very much, thank you. I am. Content. 

Assalamualaikum.