Friday, May 9th 2025: Holiday!

I'm on holiday! I'm outta down baby! Yet I'm still working on my poetry! How's it going you ask? well, counting since April I have 27 new poems in the works. That's like one poem a day. I still gotta polish 'em and pick 'em out but my target of 50-100 draft poems by the end of the year is very feasible.

I think Going Outside and Experiencing Things is an integral part of writing poetry, hence why I'm enjoying my time out of town and going out to Experience what life has to offer; and boy howdy am I having a hell of a trip.

The roads were empty!!! Before you ask yes my dad did drive 10 hours out of town because my parents want to go by car and I'm in no position to say no. We had views including lots of rice paddies, some patches of industrial sectors, a glimpse of the sea and many, many trucks.

Today I hung out with my friend (we always hang out when I'm in town) and we took public transport around the city. It's so fun. I love walking, I love taking the bus, I love how helpful the staff and drivers are and I'm getting over my fear or messing up on public transport or getting lost on the way.

We had ramen, cheap ramen, that was honestly better than what I expected. I'm gonna go eat at that franchise again if I have the time. We also did a lot of window shopping, I bought some cheap oat milk boba from one of those health nut diet restaurant (sort of, they still sell snacks and boba despite all the calorie crunching they do). And when I walked back home from the bus station I passed by a tahu bulat seller and I had to buy some. Life is good, life is good.

As for my con prep. Well. Hm. Ehe. So. So here's the thing, I'll deal with it once I get back home, ok? :3 most things are done except for printing my zines. Yeah. That's kind of important but secondary to my jewelry and necklaces. Tee hee. I'm having the time of my life right now and I get why people travel. I should solo travel more methinks.

I love these weekly check-ins! What else. Oh, writing all that made me forgot I went through a slump earlier this week. Something about my fear of being abandoned spiked within me and I was very sad for a short period of time. I need to remind myself that my friends love me for who I am and they won't just abandon me willy nilly. I guess that's what some good friend time could achieve, fixing the part of my brain that insists everyone hates me.