I thought i felt heart-bursting happiness when i was in Anantara, Bali.
Which i did.

But this is way more then that, to the point it materialized into a physical sensation.

Twelve hours of bliss in between three weeks, and the most heart-dropping sms i’ve received in my life beeping unexpectedly in the form of a singular word.

Nothing could faze me right now.
Not even a pontianak popping up next to my bed (yeah i have morbid imagination traveling alone).