#Day3 - A Straight-Seven Days Without You

I didn't do it intentionally, but did it well eventually. I used to travel to my Mom's home in West Java annually after Ied Al-fitr. I just did it again a week ago. It is a semi remote area around Kawah Ijen crater. The weather is always freezing even in the afternoon. Don't ask me about the experience of taking shower in the morning, I can't barely feel my fingers as the water is almost ice up!

But, I can hold  phone to keep my hands warm. Simply because it was over-heated -- it was working too hard to get any signal. So, that was the beginning of those days without social media.

I feel so detoxed! I lived a very simple life those days. Chill and peaceful without thinking what should I post to show the world that I'm exist. Honestly, sometimes it wasn't about existance, instead a need to crave a certain attention from specific person after I posted something. Not good, I know.

However, at some point I just realized more of my personal communication with friends were happening in Instagram chat, even more than my chattong platform. So, when I stopped to open it, my chat notification turns a bit quiet. I started to wonder I lost so many important things. Until finally some people poke me directly because my Instagram account was quite inactive.

I just realized, somehow, what's important for you will always reach you.

Should I prolong it to another straight-seven days?

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