Today my mind was left wandering aimlessly into an endless train of thoughts and amidst the random void of fluctuating thoughts lingered a specific memory that rains down on the ash wrought by Merapi, clearing the haze and sky but leaving a tinted shade of raindrops blurring the scenery, an oblivious state of clarity. It was that day I made a foolish act to post something I had yet to grasp the depth of, a word used so easily to sway our actions and mind, a feeling that can't be describe and yet blurted out so readily, as though one had already experienced it before. I still do not know why it is, but I do know why it was.