The night felt more alive under the bright lights. Here, the sound of vehicle engines and the footsteps of people coming and going created a rhythm that never truly stopped. Some came simply to refuel, others stopped for a moment, unwinding after a long journey.
I stood for a moment, observing the surroundings. The white lights illuminating the area made everything clear, yet still maintained the calm atmosphere typical of the night. Rows of neatly parked motorcycles, a few people sitting leisurely and chatting, and vehicles coming and going seemed part of a familiar routine.
Amidst this small bustle, a simple feeling emerged. That life doesn't always have to be about something grand. Sometimes, moments like this, pausing in a busy yet peaceful place, actually provide space to think and breathe more easily.
The night teaches us many things. About the journey, about the destination, and about the pauses we need in between. Not everyone is in a rush. Some choose to walk slowly, savoring every passing second without feeling left behind.
I smiled a little. Because in a simple place like this, I'm reminded once again that life is a long journey. And every stop, no matter how small, always has a story to tell.
Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.
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| Photographer | Smartphone used | Location |
|---|---|---|
 | Realme C53 | Nanggroe Aceh Darussalam |
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