Category Archives for Words
When You Befriend Geologists
Do you know what is the worst part of befriending geologists? They fly away. Do you know what is the second worst one? They love the past.
Sleeping & Forgiving
I’m not a big fan of sleeping but working night shift forces me to sleep during daytime. Which is not easy. Then I started to be dependent to songs which weigh a lot. The weight, might come from the words; … Continue reading
Regaining Sanity
After losing my sanity somewhere about 1234kms from the other side of the board, I’ve been trying to regain it. I flew back and I flew again. It used to be working all the time. But, I felt like blue and … Continue reading
It’s the tragedy of loving,
“It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.” — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer

Puti Karina Puar. 22. Geologist in the making. Learning to write and vice versa. 
