multiple engineering

i thought i've given up living the "changing masks" life

i thought i've found some peace within myself to be me.

well, lets not discredit oneself too much,
i guess i have very much established that silver lining in living as "anggitasari mumpuni"
-in terms of principles and values: to that rigidity yet fluid extension of.. enough?
(heumn, for now at least)

one of life's mysteries has just recently unravel. in such perfect timing that the demand occurs to "change of skin" out of reality.. whereby the relativity of bad or good doesnt matter at this stage, as all needs to be done in a matter of:

survival.

the classic "one door opens as another closes" line -quite straight forward really.

and as much as it stirs some uneasiness, to my surprise, it still very much feels.. alright.

strange..

is that means, all this while, i have not let that one mask off go?
or have i just been placing it on a safe spot.. i dunno, neglect perhaps?


well.. just an interesting thought i may or may never decode in my sleepless dreams ahead.

they did however, says is not my time yet to be at peace.
is time to be hungry -while im still young.
and be cautious of such thoughts.. :)


assalam'ualaikum everyone.