Mate, when you’re tired, half-asleep, and groggy as hell, you sure as hell wish you’re in a dream, and not about to be late for the morning bus for your 8-to-5 job because traffic in Jakarta is dogshit 20 hours a day, and work-life balance is only for the rich who could afford understanding the possibility of its existence. Unless you have a hybrid/WFH job, you lucky bastard, you. (It’s rare and incredibly hard to get those in Indonesia unless you’re a freelancer/consultant)