I come and go. Often I find myself know a lot of strangers back at hometown. I can’t remember how I get to know them, but I just know them. I can’t really tell that every strangers I met don’t knows me, because they smile to me as if we knew each other for a long time. I questioned myself about how could I forgot them while they still remember me? I got no answer at that moment, but after a while I might know why.

I don’t keep in touch with people. It’s not my strength to keep in touch with people who I think might not have any similarity. I don’t always ask for number exchange, I don’t care much about exchanging, instead I’m more onto, enjoy while I’m still in. Some stranger was so closed to me last time, until today, whenever he saw me or simply just a luck that he sat beside me, the stranger would strike a conversation with me.

One of my friend, sent me a season greeting sms. I thought some guy with the same name sent to the wrong person, I closed the sms and back to my work. Only now I find out that some strangers out there might still remember who I am while I’m not.