So, yesterday I spent a few hours in my aunt's house in Sleman. I talked about a few things with her in front of the TV before went into my cousin's room to check my phone. Mbak Dany, also graduated from the uni I will soon graduating from, gave me a little bit of an insight about ... I don't know, perhaps, adulthood?
She said she saw the same phenomenon happening to (almost) all the people around my age (very early 20s). The struggle to find one's identity. A walking wardrobe full of doubts and questions. Almost always looking walking around with miseries. Probably doing their undergraduate thesis. Avoiding people to meet. A human form of indoor anti-other-human cat. Mbak Dany did not ask too many questions about my life, which is good, thank you, she just reminded me to remember breathing.