for all of simple noises that comforted me….
my own heart beat, others heart beat (what i missed so much cause i can no longer hold anyone easily ), my breathing, others breathing, everyone footstep ( dulu aku bisa tau orang yang aku suka ada di sekitar karena ngapalin irama langkah kakinya :D…dulu…) , whisper, others chat, and every kind off atmospheric sounds.
when language have a meaning…so the simple noises have a feeling
pendengaran saya tidak tajam, tapi kebiasaan ngupingin orang lain ngebuat saya biasa mem-fokus-kan pendengaran saya :D
dan mungkin ada yang aneh kalau ngeliat saya ketiduran waktu dikasih musik” keras (hardrock, metal, punk, dll….sfx tembakan, perang, dll) ….well…cause i can’t feel their feeling instead…(and i can’t hear exactly what their moans saying so i don’t know what the meaning is …) so i’m bored and feel sleepy
sometimes… others (and me) keep talking without saying anything….but it’s still have a feeling …… kadang semua obrolan itu tak bermakna, kadang semua gombalan itu tak berarti apa-apa….tapi mereka punya rasa.
sometimes… what their (and my) talk is different from what their (and my) want to say……but it’s usually have same feeling. (cause all the noises that they make can’t lying )
but sometimes….feeling can interpreted by someone to any meaning…sometimes right..and sometimes not.
udah sih…itu aja
Jakarta,2014
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