Slow Down but Sure

I always have moments alone, and usually the most comfortable place to be alone is a coffee shop. Like this coffee shop, located near Kuala Namu and has a dimly lit area. People like to sit outside because they can smoke, but I really like being in an air-conditioned room, even though I can't stand the temperature. But I'd rather pull my cardigan or outer layer closer than be exposed to secondhand smoke. So here I am... alone.

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I like the atmosphere of this coffee shop because it's dimly lit, with soft music, simple decor, and the lack of people, allowing me to focus more on my drink and my thoughts.

These are thoughts I often have when I'm alone—I'm sure you do too. Namely, about my life. The life I've been living so far. A very slow life.

...and this age I think my life is going slow down...

Slow down… these two words made me reflect a bit. At this age, I think my life has been moving so slowly. I, a mature woman, started my life at the age of 24. Because at that age, I was truly out of my parents' house, and that's when I could make my own decisions. Previously, as a daughter, my mother always chose everything for me, so when I left home, everything was so exciting and challenging.

Because everything was decided by myself, I felt so slow. The phases in my life were happening so slowly. I thought that sometimes that was okay—slowing down the life, but sometimes, I felt too slow.

But then I realized, my slow pace might be the rhythm that people out there—whose lives are so fast—want. I understand that this slow pace is a way for us to enjoy life.

So, this is what I ordered at the coffee shop: ginger tea and stir-fried broccoli in soup.

Hasta La Vista...

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