TODAY'S STORY

I started my journey back to Palangka Raya. Last Friday, I told you that I was going back home for a few days because I missed my parents.

In the morning, my dad asked me what time I would leave, and I said 11 in the morning. After that, I asked my friend who was going back with me. He said 11 as we initially planned, but by 1:30, we still hadn't left. Waiting was really exhausting, in my opinion. I want to share my journey, but more than that, I want to vent about how frustrated and anxious I felt because of the uncertain wait.

Today will be a memory that I'll probably remember for years to come, as a lesson for the future. Maybe this will be the last time I travel with him because this situation is really annoying, and I always dislike it.

A lot of time was wasted, and I couldn't do many things because I was worried my friend would show up to pick me up. When my friend is the one picking me up, I can't do much except wait.

That's it for today's story. See you in the next one.