Lost and Found

Still in the Wednesday morning mist, we caught the train to Narita Airport. Nope.. we were not on a trip, but meeting someone instead. An old friend from the past.

QQ (Patrick) is one from only a few friends from Junior High that still in touch. Back in 1992, he moved to New York, and since then we've been keeping in touch by mail (waktu itu belom jaman email, jek... masih maen kantor pos). Thank's God later on there's an invention called internet.

And yesterday we finally met again after 15 years! He's on his way back home to Jakarta, and his plane was transferred at Narita. It was kinda weird meeting someone from youth, but so exciting as well. I was juvenile and he was skinny, and now I'm a fat mom and he's a rock musician. God knows what happened within 15 years that made us what we are now. (Btw, Q... tatto elo itu loooh.. udah kayak babah gua :D)




It was only a short visit, but damn so great! A visit from an old friend indeed is always great, isn't it?

and for QQ... good luck with your Suaka!