The ‘Eureka’ Moment of Mine
In the long history of humankind, probably there was a lot of amazing things happened that came from the small crazy ideas that miraculously pops into the head some moments just before going to sleep, the silent contemplation in the bathroom, or the talks with our self when we combing our hair in the mirror.
One of the most absurd yet so phenomenal, I guess, is the story of Archimedes who found a way how to assess the purity of the golden crown owned by Hiero of Syracuse. One day he was stepping into a bath and noticed the water level rose out of the bathtub as he dipped himself into it. He shouted “EUREKA!” (I found it!) and it was the beginning of the further scientific discovery that has changed the history of modern physic science forever. Nowadays we called it The Archimedes Principle.
Although the small ideas that come into our head that turn into big impacts often created heroic stories, not all the ‘eureka’ moments for everyone were the fairy tale about changing history or how it has advanced human civilization. Most of the time, that ‘dopamine flooding in the brain’ moment just made people find something that change their own life or mind for the rest of their life and not the wide society, but still, the impact is an impact.
That one crazy idea wouldn’t have come to my mind if I have just gone to sleep at the midnight and I didn’t talk to myself in front of the mirror. It was a rainy night. It shouldn’t be rainy this frequently in mid-April, anyway. I was facing myself in the mirror, then what comes after was the thought and memories of how I have faced so much loss lately. That felt like everybody in the world has left me in this bedroom. So lonely it deeply hurts me.
For sure, that wasn’t my first heart breaks. However, with the reason I never know, every heartbreak always feels like the first. The pain, the loneliness, and the despair hurt so much. In the mirror, I asked myself how can it all happened. I answered my questions. Then crying for myself. For some moment, my room was so quiet and all I can hear was my sobs, the soft mellow song from my phone, and the faint rain on the roof.
But when I thought about how many things that I should have to achieve in my life, about how dare I was to dream, the bravery suddenly came along with the desire to prove that I should not be this weak to going forward. I might have lost a lot of things. But I will not let myself lose something that should be the most precious in my life: hopes.
From that moment, I thought I have to get to find myself again. Even if the old me has been lost, I’d to find the new one. The best way to find ourselves is to get on a long journey. To go far. Long away from home will always make us so close to the deepest part of our hearts.
I felt the desire run through my whole body. While wiping my tears, I look deeply into my eyes. I remember that I still have a dream to make a journey to one place that hasn’t been done yet. But this time I don’t want it to be a vacation. This should be a ‘proper journey’. A tiring journey with a lot of time to be alone, to talk to myself. To do the so-called contemplation.
In the quiet rainy midnight in my room, I looked at the photograph of the ones in my life that hangs on the wall. They love me and I’m not alone, so I’ve to be strong.
I’ve found my ‘eureka’ moment. I was going to make a backpacking journey to Bromo. Alone!