Nov 17, 2014
A Lot Happened Here
Yesterday I moved out of my first home in Jakarta, a place with centuries of history and a lot of heart. I developed the habit of sleeping at dawn and waking mid-afternoon to hungry puppies at my front door. My room was a cockroach graveyard and mosquito execution ring. I slept with my racket zapper, and would probably be dead without the net around my bed. I endured fear, loneliness and excessive itchiness. I found love in a new form, and then it disappeared. I found a new family, became one with the creatures around me, and everything in between.
I am not the same girl I was before I arrived. I have more scars, but despite their unsightly appearance, I embrace them. They tell of experience. The challenges encountered have brought me strength, courage, and confidence in my womanhood.
Since then, I quite literally went up in the world, to an altitude mosquitos can’t reach. I write this from a high-rise apartment in Kulingan, South Jakarta.
The next chapter is happening.