Sometimes, I feel that I am too much different. Living in another land makes me feel like a stranger; body and soul are detained, shrunk along the cold air in the winter. One, is able to raise me from all unnecessary thoughts, is tanah air. I just need to take a moment to look at some portraits: Kuningan, Cirebon, Jakarta, Bali. All those beauties, hustle and bustle, immediately disassembles the wall of dread and loneliness. Tanah air is my other half, my sunlight and the moonlight.
In response of Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge “Optimistic“: How do you fuel the fires of optimism?