#ricefield

【木津川市】

ke m bali

moving, cleaning up things, sorting out what you need and don't need, what's important and what's junk. a lot to take care of, luggage, the feeling of leaving loved ones, leaving behind the times you went 8 hours just to gofood coffee and netflix n chill with pipin anyak cece at the 3 million boarding house. whoa. very rushed but exciting.

on the way, meet the excitement of how you move your life from one area to another. different people, culture, atmosphere and air. crowded quiet people. enter the streets filled with canang and incense incense fragrant. who would have thought.

Who would have thought that today when I opened the office door I would smell the sea water mixed with the soil and leaves in Nyanyi. the coconut trees that moved a lot in the sea breeze. no one knew. this move all made me learn how to let go and accept what came to me. new people, new atmosphere, new uniforms, the lunch menu at the Student Union which was always new every 2 weeks.

In Bali, I met many animals and plants that I had never seen or held before. birds in the white rice fields, wild spinach that you can see on your morning walk to work, buffalo cows that at 6am had dede the sun and munched on the short Bitdec grass, squirrels that jumped from the flagpole to the roof of the office building, birds that sometimes crashed into the office window with a gubrakk sound, which is a pity.

These things make me realize that there are many things that I don't know, haven't seen, and haven't felt.

It's like a vegetable mix with peanut sauce. PECEL!

Rural Dusk 🌅

岡山市にて｜Okayama city, Japan