SUPER DUPER FUNNN! Indonesia Coffee Expo felt less like an exhibition and more like a reminder of a part of myself that had been quietly waiting to be revisited. Walking through rows of coffee beans, espresso machines, brewing equipment, and conversations about coffee, I realized how long it had been since I last immersed myself in this world. There was something oddly comforting about being surrounded by people who get excited over the same things. Every booth felt like a stop in a playground. Today reminded me why I fell in love with coffee in the first place. Not just because of the taste, but because of the stories, the creativity, the endless things to learn, and the joy of sharing it with others. I came home with a few bags of beans, but more importantly, I came home with that feeling again—the feeling of belonging. And honestly, I didn’t realize how much I missed it until today.

kadang nongkrong dan ngobrol kesana kemari sampe cafe tutup itu juga salah satu cara untuk bertahan hidup 🫶🏻

a new memory unlocked 💫 first time watching .feast concert, every moment, just made me love them even more

sebenernya line up jazz traffic banyak banget di hari pertama dan kedua, dan yup selalu berkesempatan foto bareng sama mas mas coldiac! kali ini bareng sama mas sam dan mas jo 😝 always greatful to catch up after concert with mas mas semuanya 🫶🏻

all time favorite dessert cafe 🧁🍰

soft lights, quiet crowd, and a night that felt a little too close to the heart. an intimate session with coldiac at janji jiwa culture— where every note felt warmer, softer, like it was meant just for us. and then spend the night finally, after all this time, hearing it live felt like holding onto something fleeting, something you wish wouldn’t end. and when we asked for together again even just a little from mas tama they gave it to us anyway. a small moment, but somehow it meant everything.

a quiet escape to sumber umbulan. where the water feels clearer than thoughts, and time moves a little slower than usual. hidden in singosari, malang, this place feels like a soft pause from everything cool springs, gentle sunlight, and the kind of silence that doesn’t feel empty. just sitting by the water, letting the calm sink in, as if the world can wait a little longer.

light, music, energy like something long asleep has finally found its way back to the surface. there’s a certain kind of magic in live versions, where every note feels more fragile, more honest, like it carries pieces of time within it. and now it doesn’t have to end. the “o” virtual showcase stays, quietly, on youtube, a place to return to whenever the world feels a little too loud. at least now, i can keep it close, replaying the moments that linger the most the sicilian opera, 1982, over and over again, like a feeling i’m not ready to let go of.