When ALONE turn into ALONG.
Single room get lost.
Comfort zone reappear.
The seat beside not empty.
Assignment can be borrowed.
Familiar smile is here and there.
Things are planned and organized.
Life is back to the normal track again.
Sleep late once again become a culture.
Tronoh’s uncle wave his hand toward us.
Photos is never some static object anymore.
Sunrise casts shadows on the pathway to classes.
And I woke up, realize that I am still, a civil engineer.