Here and Now

Life is here and now, it’s not about the past, neither the future. Remember what has happened in the past, and learn from it. Dream about the future and reach it. Still, life is what happens here and now.

The problem is, what here and now is.

Whose here? My good friend often says, “Wish you’re here, I miss you badly.” The same way I often reply him, “Well I am here as usual. Just your here and my here are different.” So we often jokingly add the word my. I wish you’re here, my here.

What about now? Bloody hell different time zone. An hour different is already complicated, what about 13 hours? He sleeps when I am awake, and I sleep when he is awake. When he wants to discuss about critical theories, I am in a critical state to sleep. When I want to discuss about postmodernism, he’s in prehistoric state and only grumbles grrr grrr grrr zzzzzzzzzz.

Some trusted friends told me that when we really believe in one thing, the universe will open up our way to get it. Maybe I would pray and ask that California would move next to Jakarta. (OK…it would be easier for the universe to open up the way for us to move and live closer instead of moving a city).