It’s almost nine o’clock… PM, from my window, and the sun is still lingering around. It’s ruining my sense of time, really. I feel like there’s still a lot of time left until the end of the day when actually only 3 hours left.
Now I’m starting to regret my decision to come home in the middle of August, which means in the middle of Ramadhan T__T.
ahh… come home means return to Indonesia. Wish I can come back too dear.