It was one hour and
thirty one minutes before home. I honestly did not know what to feel. My
thoughts were all over places. Maybe because the fact that I had not had any
‘after’ life that I looked forward to have. Yeah, I planned to travel but we
never knew whether I would be. I would like to, but we’d see.
On my flight from Detroit
to Seoul, I watched Cinderella (again) and Begin Again (again). I knew that I
was weird. It was always like that with me. I prefer to watch movies that I
like over and over again or watched something familiar.
Hmm... familiarity?
Maybe that was my problem.
I was afraid that as soon as I stepped my feet in Jakarta, I did not feel the
familiarity anymore. Yes, it took time for sure. But what if I lost it? To whom
I would share my life in Ann Arbor with? But then... weren’t we all once a
stranger?
Again, it was one hour
and thirty one minutes before my plane landed in Jakarta when I realized that it
was time to go back. I finally accepted it. The thought was funny though: you would adjust to your ‘previous’ life. You would be a ‘stranger’ in
your familiarity. Nevertheless... it was real. Indonesia was real. Jakarta was
real.
While Ann Arbor... what
happened there was real but it was all temporary. But weren’t everything were
temporary nevertheless? Then, why did I have to be so afraid? I had been
through this situation once: the life after Jogjakarta. Then, why did I have to be so afraid now?
Maybe...
Maybe because there was
no reminder of Ann Arbor in Jakarta. Once I stepped back in this megapolitan city, nothing
could remind me of ‘The Tale of Ann Arbor’. Nothing could tie me down.
Nothing could rule over me anymore. Nothing could trigger my roller coaster mood and energy. Nothing could make me cry suddenly. Nothing could give a small smile
in my face. Nothing could hurt me the way places in Ann Arbor did. But then, I
wondered again, wasn’t it a good thing? Because I did not have to put a lot of
effort to forget? For life already erased them slowly for me.
I honestly did not have
any answer for that.
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