Something Sweet

Kleve 2017

It all started from junior high school, I realized that I was a big fan of diary. A small blue book which has a cute picture of Lilo and Stitch. I insisted my mother to buy the book which I had no idea that was a diary.

The next day I began to write. Literally everything. An indescribable feeling towards my crush when I suddenly met him in a public transportation or someone stranger doing the odd things. Every pieces of my life was a topic.

A year after I found a classic old book and it has my father’s name on the first page. I was wondering, should I open the book any further or should I just give it back to him? Without any hesitations and not knowing that my action was honestly wrong, I took a further step. I read every single writings that he wrote. Apparently, that’s a diary of his life and plus! A lot of poems.

At that moment, I began to realize that my father is also a writer, who likes writing of his own life story and he also often added some wishes for his whole family. There I continued my journey. Writing poems, short stories, and review of my favorite books. Most of my friends thought that my short stories are cool and impressive. But I didn’t think so. Did they just lie and being nice? But then, how come if they lied, so a lot of people lied? That was pretty much hard to think about.

Another thing is that, I’m a very big fan of bookstores. I can spend many hours in a bookstore, just looking at some titles, synopsis, and book covers. The smell of a bookstore can somehow relief my stress and cure the pain. The feeling when you enter a bookstore, looking at those bestseller books with amazing authors and their masterpieces. It’s always healing.

I’d rather even spend my time in bookstores than buying fancy things like perfume, shoes, bags, whatsoever. When I was in Amsterdam, the first thing that came up into my mind. Obviously! A bookstore! Not Primark, sorry.

Within those two things, my life can be summed up clearly. A passion of writing and reading, a discovery learning from my own. It all just makes something sweet upon my life.