Me Time in Bandung

Last weekend, I went to Bandung alone without my son. Part of me just knew I have to go back there once more before all the hustle bustle of this two weeks come.

Part of me knows that memories of good times and good friends are something that keeps me going on in this life no matter how tough time can be. I have so many good memories in Bandung (especially when I studied there a decade ago) and I always coming back to places that holds my best memories there..(no I am not going to tell you those places, hehe).

When we are younger with our restless mind, we don't think much when we do things, we just follow our hearts and let what will be will be.. That is how I look back at my younger days in Bandung. That is the reason why I have to go back there whenever I feel I lost myself.

I met a lot of strangers there, then they became my friends until today....and forever they remain as my family. It something that no one can take away from me. A feeling of acceptance of being who I am whenever I am surrounded by them. I always knew that Bandung will always be a home in my heart, no matter where I have been.