Tetiba terngiang-ngiang lagu yang baru diputer di mobil dari Spotify. Ini lagu yang sering dinyanyiin bareng jaman masih kuliah sama temen-temen termasuk mas bojo ketika masih belum pacalan, tapi sering barengan gegara HMJ. Time flies..

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You And Me
What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time
'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping on words
You've got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here
'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
There's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right
'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
And me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
Berhubung besok mainan mobil-mobilan Polinya udah habis masa sewanya dan mengingat anak kicik lagi sakit cranky, akhirnya malem ini nyari sepeda roda tiga buat gantiin si Poli.

Tadaaa, his first bicycle!


Anakmu Bukan Milikmu (Kahlil Gibran)

Anakmu bukanlah milikmu,
mereka adalah putra putri sang Hidup,
yang rindu akan dirinya sendiri.


Mereka lahir lewat engkau,
tetapi bukan dari engkau,
mereka ada padamu,
tetapi bukanlah milikmu.


Berikanlah mereka kasih sayangmu,
namun jangan sodorkan pemikiranmu,
sebab pada mereka ada alam pikirannya sendiri.


Patut kau berikan rumah bagi raganya,
namun tidak bagi jiwanya,
sebab jiwa mereka adalah penghuni rumah masa depan,
yang tiada dapat kau kunjungi,
sekalipun dalam mimpimu.


Engkau boleh berusaha menyerupai mereka,
namun jangan membuat mereka menyerupaimu,
sebab kehidupan tidak pernah berjalan mundur,
ataupun tenggelam ke masa lampau.


Engkaulah busur asal anakmu,
anak panah hidup, melesat pergi.


Sang Pemanah membidik sasaran keabadian,
Dia merentangkanmu dengan kuasaNya,
hingga anak panah itu melesat jauh dan cepat.


Bersukacitalah dalam rentangan tangan Sang Pemanah,
sebab Dia mengasihi anak-anak panah yang melesat laksana kilat,
sebagaimana dikasihiNya pula busur yang mantap.

(dikutip dari hannyhart.blogspot.com/2012/05/anakmu-bukan-milikmu-kahlil-gibran.html?m=1)