When I sat down here, at Sepinggan Airport, Balikpapan, Indonesia, I was so tired. The other flight from the same airlines as mine has been delayed for an hour. I was thinking that even traveling is a lovely thing, the thing that makes you wanna throw up is the limbo of waiting your flight. The delayed flight.
When your flight should be delayed, the next flight must be delayed too.
Maybe that’s the same thing as love.
Once it comes up late to you, your faith suddenly fades away. Or slowly fades away.