Started a new role with endless possibilities, found a new feeling of calm amidst a ridiculously chaotic routine, and understood that joy comes from being with the people you love, doing things you adore. I learned Indonesian Sign Language for the first time and went to my first secular concert. I started my Saturday morning pound fit routine, even revamped my blog. I learned how to drive. My blankie made it to a contemporary installation, so I got invited to its sunset preview. The busy hustle and bustle kept me alive, as the chaos ended up forcing me to make time for the things I care about. But most of all, my patience multiplied tenfold. Might say that the month of June became a wonderful closure to a strange semester.