The only constant in life is change. Through time one’s life changes, a city develops, a journey continues or ends. In the last six years I lived in and out of Jakarta, I collect snapshots as I became part of the big city, and also when I travel, unattached from the system temporarily. It is a continuing voyage of witnessing dreams and hopes, which sometimes one step darker, and the other time, lighter. As like looking through a glass window, all seems absurd and yet real as reality.