I was thinking to myself,
that it does not seem right, the way some of us have to work until midnight while there are so many unemployed people out there but they can't share their workloads. Unless they want to be paid less or companies want to pay more, which is impossible because everyone needs every cent of money.
And they all look so tired and sad that I think maybe being paid less is better, at least they can get more sleep.

And it does not seem fair that there are people who ride alone in their car (like I do) and there are people who have to take their family in a motorcycle.

And the people on the street I see everyday - school kids, workers, taxi drivers - they always seem to be in a hurry. I wonder how much longer people can survive these traffic jams.

How about moving half of Jakarta people somewhere (where?) less crowded? Maybe if we have more spaces and less often bump into each other, we will be more patient and less grumpy.

Maybe we should recreate this world, where women should not be out when it's dark because it isn't safe.
Where something as tasty as Burger King's Whopper is good for your health.

I'm tired. I'm still not in a good condition. My throat still aches, my head is still dizzy. I'm dying to be home. But I know I have to stop complaining.

I can't wait until it's payday, so at least everyone will look happier.