Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * NOTE AS OF 04/2026: This is the old version of the story from 2012. It is currently being reprised, which you can also find under my profile here in wattpad as "5:48 [reprised]"

In which I am you, you are me, and we are the moments that define us.

"Sometimes happiness feels like a chore." A short story chronicling the relationships (and lack thereof) of Drew; in which nights and days are spent curled up in the tear-and-food-stained sheets, with and without the warmth of another living soul, because he has lived like this and he'll probably die like this -- whether he likes it or not. (As if life ever bothered to ask). Otherwise known as: Sleep is for the weak, and love is for those asleep. So Andrew shouldn't wonder why he's virtually a self-induced insomniac who might just very well die of loneliness one day.

Waktu adalah gerbong kereta yang terus melaju di atas rel.

[CERPEN] Fajar dan Senja, tidak ada yang bisa memisahkan mereka. Mereka adalah satu walau tak pernah menyatu, bagai dua wajah dalam satu kepala. Bangkit dan terbenam oleh rotasi. Tak pernah berpisah dan tak pernah berpadu. Bahkan hingga akhir zaman di tiba di penghujung waktu, diizinkan bertegur sapa pun mereka tak mampu. Sesungguhnya, adakah yang mengetahui akhir kisah dari dua bintang yang bertemu? © 2013 by Crowdstroia Foto sampul diambil bebas dari weheartit.com

Karena hujan, tidak akan berhenti untuk menghiburmu, memberi orchestra untuk sedikit menenangkanmu.