27 and counting

it supposed to be your favorite month of the year,




until something happened and you remember you are 27 soon




so you look around and see how life changes on your best friend, colleagues, or relatives.




then you looked down




you were thinking about those things that you wish would happened when you are 27




you lost count on how it passed so quickly,




you thought you were 21 yesterday,




you got your first tattoo.




and now, even when God has given you a job, activities and loyal best friend who knows you inside




and out, there is still a missing piece that makes you incomplete.




no other that opposite sex.



so what's the big deal about this partnership thingy.



it is a big deal actually



it is a big deal when you have been in a 6 years relationship and you can't even look eye to eye having heart to heart conversation.



or when you had this 2 years relationship, and all you did was to make her happy and stick with you



but it didn't work either.



or when you witnessed your friend who was single for 9 years, suddenly met someone and get married.


i had all these thoughts when i was driving home couple hours a go.



and after a long thought, i was amazed that somehow, all of this shits that happened to those who are



so called 'unlucky enough in love' makes them stronger and bolder, to face anything in this world.



they are different, and they know what's gonna happened, best, they know how to handle them self,



and bring back their feet to stand up straight on the ground.



things happened, and things just didn't. you can said you tried, you suffer, you sacrifice,



but when it didn't happened, all those things wont keep her on your side. vice versa ,



my dear friend of mine. i love you. and i am so so sure, that love will strike you down soon,



a different one, not the one that will make you suffer and experiencing things for 8 years or more, and



also not the one who you thought you have given everything that you could, for the past 2 years.



but it will.



and as for me. by the time i got home, i went to my workshop and sat. and i know, i thank god, i have a



job that i can love day and night. and a fine coffee from Starbucks, and this has been part of me for a

long long time, to be alone, with fabrics and drawings.

and to dreams about things that i wanted to happened in my life.

and like what aerosmith said 'dreams until your dreams come true'