Cross roads. We can never choose more than one turn at a time. The thing about life is that you can plan it way ahead and still make the wrong turn in life.
Hampir dua tahun yang lalu gue bingung gue mau jadi apa. Lamar internal ke mana. Nyari uang buat nikah gimana. Buku kok gak jadi-jadi. On my way I came across many crossroads. And made decisions. 2 years went by.
My 2-year tenureship in Africa is coming to an end.
And I’m on that crossroad again. Well okay, maybe not exactly the same. But, I’ve been here before. I recognize that tree.
A safe and calm life?
or a make-or-break one?
Crossroads.
You need to get there. But once there, scared shitless of turning the wrong way.
I’ve been here before, I recognize that tree.
Rgds.
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