Recently, my days have been filled with so many obligations and duties that I needed to do. It is not easy to manage life that requires you to be extremely good not only with time but also people’s management. Can I complain? Not really. This is what I signed up to turn my life around. So, I just have to enjoy it, whatever it is.

My life doesn’t really change at its core. Technically, I am not tied to an office but I have an office. Unlike before where I don’t have an office, now I actually do. It’s more on the legal stuff that I am now more established.

Recently, I visited a cafe and felt a little nostalgic.

This specific cafe serves as a reminder of what life used to be and who I wanted to be. It’s called Coffee Matters and from the surface there’s nothing really special about the menu nor the overall aesthetic of this place but to me, this place is always “that” stopover after a long trip I had back in the day.

The backdrop was like this, I was living a nomadic life and just came back from Thailand. From that point, many things happened in this cafe. I celebrated my birthday with my high school friends, went with my father before he passed, went with my family and spent many hours inside it, writing and doing my online job. I was not necessarily struggling as the last couple of months, I was thriving and the money was great.

But soon, I stopped going there because the service changed and the coffee was awful. Somehow, I forgot about the existence of this cafe and stopped going there. From there, my life was technically changing and I struggled a lot.

And recently, I decided to go back there to check it out once again……

I came without any expectation just as I first visited it. I ordered a latte and sat in the 2nd area of this cafe. Nothing really changed at all. It was the same cafe I first visited, though a bit dated.

The last time I talked about this cafe was how expensive the coffee was but now, that is not the most expensive in town. There are more coffee shops open with even more expensive prices and a premium menu.

But what made me sit down for quite a while was the memory I had of this place. It reminded me of my dad when he was still alive, being so happy because I took him to this cafe, and how I had a reunion in this cafe. And many more memories that I had while sitting down there. Most importantly, It was the driven version of me who was in this cafe, wanting to make it in life in my own way.

In hindsight, my life does not completely change. It’s only the industry that I am in changes and I am more connected to people. Maybe, I am not meant to become a writer but something else.

I suppose, when I’ll have more time, I’ll try to talk about my recent chaotic life once again and things around it.