My Actifit Report Card: January 22 2026

Morning is always my most anticipated time. The fresh air, the chirping of birds, and the aroma of hot coffee wafting from the kitchen seem to signal the start of a new day. With a cup of coffee in hand, I sit for a moment on my porch, enjoying the tranquil atmosphere of Lhokseumawe at the start of the day. Each sip of coffee gives me renewed energy, warms my body, and brings a sense of calm before I return to my work routine.

As soon as the sun begins to rise, I prepare to deliver bread to my favorite shops scattered around the city. This activity has become part of my daily routine delivering fresh, hard-earned bread from the kitchen to the hands of loyal customers who wait each morning. Each shop has its own story and memories; some have been customers for years, others are just starting a new partnership. Along the way, I enjoy the hustle and bustle of the city coming to life vendors opening their stalls, schoolchildren hurrying along, and vehicles passing by, creating a distinctive morning rhythm.

On the way, my gaze falls on two small children playing soccer in a field near the road. They look so happy, laughing and running tirelessly. Their spontaneous and innocent movements compelled me to capture the moment with my camera. Instantly, their style of kicking the ball and competing with each other became a remarkable image. Within the photo, there was a simple beauty pure childhood enthusiasm, boundless happiness, and memories I'll likely cherish every time I look back.

Toward evening, after all the bread had been delivered and the morning's chores were done, I decided to visit the rice fields. There, the air felt cooler and calmer. The green expanse of rice paddies swaying in the breeze imbued me with a sense of peace that's hard to describe. I walked slowly along the rice paddy embankments, watching the farmers still busy at work. Such a rural atmosphere always makes my heart feel lighter as if all the fatigue of the city had simply melted away.

After enjoying the rice paddy, I returned home and continued making my prayer caps. I executed each stitch with care and patience. Making a cap isn't just about manual labor, but also about inner peace. Every pattern and thread I arranged felt like a small prayer I silently wove. The results may be simple, but they hold deep spiritual meaning for anyone who wears them.

The day ends with gratitude. From the morning cup of coffee to the final stitch at night, everything runs smoothly and is full of stories. Living simply in Lhokseumawe has taught me that true happiness often comes from the little things the aroma of coffee, the laughter of children, the coolness of the rice fields, and the sincerity of one's work. These are the pieces of life that make each day feel precious and worthy of gratitude.

Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.

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