There will be time they returned and said, “ONE MORE TIME”


For the sleepless nights filled with the EDM music, cigarettes, and black coffee with neverending projects, thesis, and freelance works. For the late-night PHP and CSS tests, despairs, and joys. For the late-night walk home with MP3 player on the pocket. Midnight stroll — because there was no bus left — on Jalan Sudirman, Jakarta. Jacket pulled up, cap pulled down.

For the company during heartbreaks and falling in love.

One more time.