Hi, I'm Naya
Just a 24-year-old trying to make sense of things one quiet morning at a time.
Most days start the same way. I wake up around 7:30, sometimes 8 if I stayed up too late watching cooking videos again. The first thing I usually do is open my phone and scroll through messages while still lying down — not the healthiest habit, I know. Then I make coffee in my little pour-over setup. Half the time it ends up getting cold on the table because I get distracted replying to texts or checking my to-do list.
I work as a content moderator for an e-commerce platform. It’s mostly remote, so I spend long hours on my laptop with noise-cancelling earphones playing lo-fi or soft indie playlists. The job can be repetitive, but I like that I get to help keep the platform safe and fair. Some days are heavier than others, though. When I finish early, I feel this small relief, like I’ve earned the rest of the afternoon.
Evenings are my favorite. I usually cook something simple — nasi goreng with whatever is left in the fridge, or just eggs on toast when I’m too tired. After dinner I like to sit on the balcony with a cup of chamomile tea and just listen. The sound of motorbikes passing, neighbors chatting, crickets when it’s really quiet. I don’t always need music. Sometimes silence feels better.
About Me
- Full Name
- Naya Pratiwi
- Age
- 24 years old
- Status
- Single
- Occupation
- Content Moderator (Remote)
- Location
- Bandung, West Java, Indonesia
- Hobbies
- Reading light novels, journaling, weekend market walks, trying new tea blends, listening to old Indonesian pop songs
I’ve learned that I enjoy calm connections more than loud ones. I’m not the type who loves big crowds or constant plans. I’d rather sit across from one person and talk about real things — dreams that scare us, memories we still carry, or even just how the day went. Those conversations stay with me longer.
I’m still figuring out a lot. What I want long-term, how to balance being kind to others and being kind to myself, whether I should finally learn how to bake good sourdough. But I’m not in a rush anymore. Life feels gentler when I stop pushing so hard.
If you’re someone who also appreciates slow evenings, honest talks, and maybe a shared playlist once in a while… maybe we’d get along ☺️
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