I know already things come to its value when we loss it, but still..
1) Connection and touch.
My physical touch ranks the lowest on the love language test.
So it is quite strange that I, actually, miss the stranger-usher shake my hand on Sunday.
That namaste greeting is super distant, cold and awkward.
A hug hardly is my favorite thing.
Now, the image of hugging friends that we have missed for a month, honestly, sounds very pleasing.
2) Waking 4.45 am on Sunday.
I used to laughed at myself, for waking that early on Sunday and driving in the darkness of dawn, whereas my weekday starts at 7.15 am. I didn't really complain, but admit, I took a deep long breath every time I set the alarm.
3) Physical Sunday service.
There's an elder couple that often sit in the same row with me, or a lady that dress unusually sit in front of me, I don't know both of them, but there are also familiar faces that I avoid intentionally by turning in opposite direction because I am (or was) lazy to greet, I miss them all.
4) Commuting and that abang that "helps" in the intersection.
Oh, and familiar ticket box staffs.
5) #MarcomAfternoonTea
Where I learn generosity is indeed infectious. Food brings us closer, and somehow brings happiness.
6) Lunch Gossiping Time
Where I usually disengage, play with phone instead. We turn on the TV that only has one channel available - TVRI. This also reminds me of high school, we share food. We discuss what drinks to buy because it's #ThanksGodItsFriday - usually it's Family Mart, or well we don't buy if there's no promo.
7) Concert
Euphoria, excitement, standing in the middle of crowds but then everyone all unite in singing the same melodies, cheering and adoring the same subject, wow now it's indeed fun, and I regret abandoning that last day of JavaJazz free tix.
8) Seeing people face - without mask.
Is it only me or one of my bugging concerns is the medical waste. It must be an exponential increase in mask waste and my heart just breaks to find that it does have the same effect as plastic to the sea ecosystem.
Ok I diverted, thing is a friend wrote a caption of photo - forgive me if I forget your face when we meet again, which funny but true, because everyone is wearing the damn mask.
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None of the above I have taken for granted. Well, perhaps I never really treasure and speak grateful of those what seems mundane, because I thought oh this is what supposed to be where actually they are privileges. This is the moment that teaches us to be more fully aware, to be present in every good things that come in life.