Golden Hour

by Lala J. Thorpe             Jam digital di meja kamar hotel sudah menunjukkan pukul 15.00. Cahaya matahari sore merebak masuk melalui tirai transparan dari ufuk barat. Rin menggeliat malas terbangun dari tidur siangnya selama dua jam setengah itu. Kelelahan menimpanya setelah semalam berjalan-jalan jauh mengelilingi distrik-distrik Tokyo yang tak pernah tidur. Besok adalah live theContinueContinue reading “Golden Hour”

Warm Winter (Translated)

“Argh…tidak bisa,” gerutu Uruha sambil melepaskan selempang gitar dan meletakkannya di atas stand.  Sejak latihan dimulai tadi dia merasa mudah dongkol namun tak tahu kenapa. Pemuda itu hampir keluar dari studio ketika Reita berteriak kepadanya. “Oi, doko iku no?”             “Menjernihkan kepala!” Sang gitaris berjalan menyusuri trotoar di distrik kecil ini yang diselimuti oleh saljuContinueContinue reading “Warm Winter (Translated)”

Warm Winter

  “Argh…I can’t do this,” Uruha grumbled taking off the guitar strap and put it on the stand. He had been so cranky since the practice began but he just didn’t know why. He was about to exit the studio when Reita shouted at him. “Oi, doko iku no?” “Clearing my head!” The guitarist wasContinueContinue reading “Warm Winter”

I was Having A Mental Breakdown

Apakah aku menderita bipolar? Am I not good enough to be somebody’s friend? Am I too difficult to understand? Or are they not able to adjust themselves with my personality? I’m not the type of someone who easily brings up drama on social media. At least it’s reducing. But here I am, having a moderatelyContinueContinue reading “I was Having A Mental Breakdown”