November Please Be Kind

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November always feels like that quiet in-between month — belum benar-benar akhir tahun, tapi juga bukan lagi “masa sibuk” yang penuh semangat awal. It’s the calm before whatever December brings. A kind of stillness, but not entirely still. Not as much as I love September, but November is quite something too.

This year, November feels… full.

Full of waiting, mostly.

Waiting for approvals, feedbacks, green lights. For ideas to become something more than proposals. For my name to appear in an email subject line that could possibly change the next few years of my life.

I can’t say much — not yet — but I’m applying for something big. Something that sounds so formal and academic, yet so deeply personal to me. Between drafts, revisions, and endless forms, I keep thinking: what if this is it? What if this is where everything starts to unfold?

Di sisi lain, November juga membawa excitement yang lain; travelling with my mom. It feels surreal, honestly. We’ve talked about it for years, dan sekarang beneran kejadian. I’m nervous; the packing, the itinerary, the long flights...... but also quietly thrilled. There’s something beautiful about sharing a journey with your mom, especially when both of you are at different crossroads in life and so many arguments have been thrown to each other. Really hope this one is worth the energy and time.

Kadang aku merasa hidupku bulan ini seperti satu folder penuh tab “waiting”. Waiting for the announcement, waiting for courage, waiting for the right timing. Tapi di antara semua itu, aku juga belajar menikmati jeda. To breathe in uncertainty. To romanticise progress even when it’s invisible.

Maybe that’s what November is all about — not the grand finale, not the big fireworks — but the soft hum of things slowly taking shape.

Dear November,
please be kind.
Let this be the month of quiet growth and small confirmations that I’m on the right path.

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