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Semesta Baik

Hidup saya jauh dari kata seru. Hari-hari diisi dengan bekerja juga lembur, sesekali olahraga, makan dan minum semaunya, jam tidur tidak pernah teratur, ikut workshop di saat teman-teman saya tidak tertarik ikut,  berteman seperlunya, dan sangat jarang rekreasi. Mungkin bila dibandingkan dengan teman-teman, hidup saya terkesan membosankan. Tapi meski ritmenya jauh dari kata mengesankan, saya mau mengapresiasi hal-hal baik yang sederhana.  Misalnya ketika dihadiahi makanan enak oleh teman, dibawakan makanan enak yang dimasak sendiri, staycation sebentar bersama satu atau dua teman paling dekat, juga dipinjami buku bagus.


Hari ini ternyata dipinjami sebelas buku bagus oleh Nyom. Semuanya bergambar. Ya tentu saja, saya sangat gemar membaca buku-buku yang memuat banyak gambar.  Sejak sekolah, bahkan buku-buku yang saya punya, selain buku paket bergambar, saya punya beberapa buku mata pelajaran tertentu berbentuk komik. Selain terasa menyenangkan, saya jadi merasa tidak tertekan ketika membaca. Gambar bagi saya membantu proses memahami isi buku lebih baik. 


Untuk Nyom, omi kaang. Bersabar ya, karena ada sebelas buku, jadi semuanya akan selesai dibaca dalam waktu yang agak lama, hahaha. 


Desember, meski menjadi bulan penutup tahun, saya akan mencoba mempercepat proses baru yang sudah lama ingin saya jalankan. Saya sangat ingin menyiapkan dan memasak sendiri makanan enak dan sehat setiap hari. Kendati akan repot, tak apa. Saya ingin menjadi teman terbaik bagi diri sendiri. Saya ingin mendengarkan lebih banyak yang disampaikan oleh tubuh, agar tetap waras. 


Omi kaang untuk semua hal-hal baik hari ini. Omi kaang Semesta yang baik.


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