Slowpoke

I don't think it's necessary to tell you all about what I am, what I've been (actually) feeling all this time but since I can't hold it anymore, I'm just gonna spit it out here. I'm sad. I actually feel sad. I've been actually feeling sad for about two months. I might not show the world that I'm sad, but deep inside my heart, I feel hurt. Not broken tho, but quite hurt.  What happened? Who hurt me?  I'm disappointed in myself. I must have been slowpoke all this time, doing everything slowly, lazily as if I had much time yet, in...

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Sudden Arrival

Leaning against wall, I watched Rendra typing so fast on his Macbook. We were not in hurry, yet Rendra typed fast as if a bomb was about to blow up in a minute and destroy this place. I looked at the mirror in front of me. Should I have my hair cut? “Typing so fast, huh?” said I. “I type fast when I’m hungry,” he replied. “Well, should we leave now before you’re hangry?” asked I. “Hangry?” asked he. “You know. When you're hungry, then you're angry,” I answered. I walked to the pantry and made a cup of tea for myself. Rendra...

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