Back to These Glasses, With Clearer Lenses

I started this blog in 2013. Back then, From These Glasses was just a sinkhole - a place for me to pour out everything I consumed, saw, and experienced - through the screen of cinemas, the jam-packed crowds of  events, on a gaming all-nighters, or something that whispered and yelled inside my own head.

I wrote movie reviews, game impressions, rants, personal notes, and several loot recaps from local conventions. Some posts were in Bahasa Indonesia, others in English, depending on how confident or exhausted I felt. It didn't really matter - I just wanted to write.

Then life gave me lemons and buried me under layers of real-life events.

I became a full-time employee. I became a husband and a father of two. I became more fluent in English - and more unsure of myself at the same time. I kept writing, but not always here. I wrote in notebooks, scattered across files, forgotten drafts sitting with their leg crossed in cloud storage. I tried to create something out of nothingness - without skills, without knowledge.

And now, here I am.

Why now?

Because something changed. I no longer want to just consume. I want to create again. Not for likes, not for followers - but for clarity. For the sake of my mind. For the truth to be heard, listened, read, acknowledged, understood - even if it's rough around the edges.

This blog will no longer be a collection of random things. It's becoming a living digital space for reflection, imperfection and reconstruction. For me. For you. For everyone who read.

Expect these kind of things:
- Gonzo-style reflections from my daily life as a dad, a gamer and an employee.
- Pieces that explore digital escapism, emotional labor, and creative friction.
- Good old rewriting of older posts - with the cynical and pessimism from the new, older me.
- Imperfection on English - especially on grammar. Purely intentional. I'm still learning.

Why still From These Glasses? Why still keeping the name ?

Because I still see life through "these glasses". The name would be changed if I do a LASIK. But it was too expensive and I do not want for my eyeball to be sliced and diced.

I still see the world from the glasses of mine. The frame would still the same, but the lens are clearer. A bit of scratched and unkept. But real.

Thanks for still being here - or for just arriving. Either way, I'm writing again. See you in the next post.