Surabaya + Neglect + Pandemic

I have been neglecting this blog on purpose. I have been reading, but I haven’t been updating. And even with the reading, it was just mediocre.

My last update – Was two days before I flew out to Surabaya, Indonesia. I went there to escape Lunar New Year. I went there to escape a whole lot of things. I went there to escape reality. I succeeded, and I came back with a new tattoo. A tattoo that says “Avec Toi, Je Suis Moi”.

Last night, I finished reading Black Boy by Richard Wright. Started on The Gift of Anger by Arun Gandhi. It’s not going to be an enlightening read for me. Simply another read about another person’s journey.

I’m rather fortunate to have travelled right before the pandemic hit. It was quite a stupid move, but nevertheless, it happened, and so it happened. My wanderlust is no longer that strong, and I do not care to explain why, although I know why. I did visit the Russian submarine, of all places. And yes, the tattoo. Made new friends too. Had a blast using Gojek travelling around the city and also ordering in. I lived opposite Tunjungan Plaza, and yet I ordered in. Like I said, the wanderlust – wasn’t with me this time around.

This pandemic has taught me nothing. I am so numb from life that it has taught me nothing. 21,000 deaths today, but that’s just “official figures”. We know that’s not believable. Come on, you’re not that stupid, are you? Do you know how many people died in 1994 in Rwanda alone? Do you know how many people died in the 2004 tsunami? What about Syria? What about Sudan? What about Xinjiang? What about history?

One thing reading has taught me – is to be resilient and keep an open heart for the poor, the weak, the oppressed. They are the ones who always suffer the most. Literally, the most. If I die from this virus, my eldest, who’s living with me, might perish, too. But if he doesn’t, it will be devastating to him, but he will carry on, just like the rest of the world. I will soon become a distant but loving memory to him. I will be missed. Life goes on.

The least I could do, right now, is remain indoors – so that the frontline heroes can do their jobs better with one lesser covidiot (if I go out, I will be one), and go home to their loved ones and live to fight another day.

That’s all for this post. That’s all.

16 Personalities

OK, so this came in my newsletter based on my Defender personality. I’m gonna take a break from book-blogging and get to know myself better:

[From 16 Personalities] Our research shows that Defenders are the most likely personality type to…

  • …enjoy turn-based games;
    • Yes, I love board games…
  • …prefer wine to beer;
    • I’m allergic to alcohol but yes if I had to drink I’d choose wine over beer.
  • …refuse to sacrifice privacy for fame;
    • Without a doubt.
  • …dislike gambling;
    • Without a doubt.
  • …hide their anger;
    • Without a doubt.
  • …avoid challenging other people‚Äôs beliefs for trivial reasons;
    • Without a doubt.
  • …live in the same house for more than a decade;
    • Without a doubt.
  • …be religious;
    • Raised a protestant. But no I’m not religious…
  • …feel stimulated when they are out in nature;
    • Without a doubt.
  • …make to-do lists for themselves;
    • Always. But…
  • …prefer texting to calling;
    • Without a doubt.
  • …find it difficult to lie;
    • Without a doubt.
  • …get annoyed by pranks;
    • Without a doubt.
  • …refuse to compromise their principles to get ahead on the career ladder;
    • Without a doubt.
  • …have little interest in going into politics.
    • Without a doubt.

OK. So back to books, back to reading. No more slacking…