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Nana`s Footsteps...

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Adjustment

I come to this place almost everyday. The bus stop. Obviously, because I dont have a car to transport me anywhere. I only have a bike which in this nearly-0-degree season is no longer of much use. I can only depend on CATA Bus service whose bus stop is perfectly standing right behind my apartment. Initially, I was reluctant to come to the bus stop. Hmmmm, not the bus stop specifically, but Spartan Village building complex in general. At first sight, and then after recurrent gazes, I could not differentiate streets crossing over this complex and, in my eyes, all the buildings looked all the same. After a while, I am getting used to recognize my own apartment building.

When I opened the blinds early in the morning, every time I stepped out the house, in a second I stepped on the green house and when I come near the bus stop, there was always this same odd feeling. Was it fear? There was slightly fear there. Fear of being rejected, fear of incapability, fear of change. We fear the unexpected change, especially the bad one and worse, the PERMANENT one. I was just not ready, well I never would be ready.

But as time passes by, as they becomes more familiar, I developed intimate bonding while I am getting used to the routes, same routines, same roads. Basically, human feels a need of time to adapt to their new surrounding. The duration of it depends on the individual's ability. I might need a little longer. That is probably because I dont possess enough courage to make me fearless to try. When asked, I would simply answer : I am lazy. And.. obviously this 'lazy' things is contagious, cause people become unwilling to ask further questions hahahaha. That is the most irrevocable reply, since there`s no concrete solution except those that come from the very self of the individual. Do you know that the fear is able to build up a transparent wall surrounding us, which occlude our sight and chance of finding interesting things that probably do exist?

Once again, human needs adaptation and adjustments. The main key is time. Give yourself a try. Give yourself a chance to know our surrounding and then interact with it. It's not gonna be easy at the beginning but once you stepped over the boundary, you're safe. But remember, there will always be another boundaries of fear ahead. Get prepared :) Cause that's what life is about.

2 Comments:

At 2:48 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hmm... kayaknya kamu tuh sebenernya bisa adaptasi cepet sih na, tapi sering ilang konsentrasi aja (what dewi usually referred to as "lost in space"). LoL.

di sana udah nol derajat? gilee... gak kebayang dinginnya...

 
At 11:02 AM, Blogger days of dee tresna said...

iyaaa nana itu suka lost in space...

tenang-tenang, setuju dengan zaki, nana mudah sekali beradaptasi, ingat kembangkan selalu minat untuk berbelanja, jalan-jalan dan gossip karena terbukti tiga hal itu adalah pengusir boring paling baik..:D

keep updating blogs ya naa... blogs bikin nana yang thousand miles away terasa dekat...
well, nana tetep and always close to my heart

 

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