I like to scribble stuff. I think over things way too much sometimes that I end up with too little or too much to say. I fumble on my words, I repeat myself over and over and over sometimes to emphasize my point of view. I got great things to say when I’m driving my car, when I’m on the flight or just having my shower but when I sit in front of the laptop, it doesn’t come out right as what I have thought it the first time. First time is always the best, be it in life (well you can only die once so that does not have much to debate about), first love, first kiss, first job, first salary, first newborn child, you get my drift. But then again, if you have time to sit down and rethink about the thing your first thought was good but it end up a little less below your expectation, first love, first kiss, first job, first salary (first death? No such things as you can’t actually hear people rave about their death experiences, do you?), you get my drift.(See? I’m actually talking in loop here) Something are better if we have time to re-do it, some just plain dumb luck.
But my point is that if we think too much about these things, how on earth are we gonna start living our life? If we let our perception of an ideal world where we live in, surely you will not be living your life to the fullest by now. Am I correct or am I correct?
So take life as it is and make things work to your liking as it is up to us to see how it fits our own concept. The occasional spoiler is sure to drop a few hiccups now and then but it can’t be all that bad, right?
Treasure the people, the friends, the things, the job you have right now and prosper. If you don’t like the way you live, then make a point to improve it. If it is not a milestone then a little changes to make your life a little bit more meaningful. Don’t bitch and moan and live as it you have no say in how your life should be. There’s always a choice.. even though it will not be as good as you want them to be but it is still choices.
What made me write this in the first place? I don’t know.. maybe something I read in the loo that spark my brain cells to start reflecting things in life or I’m just a silly dreamer who wish that the world he live in can use a little bit more colour and zest. Which book you say? Try reading Quiet Time by Johann S Lee. Mind you, that by the time I wrote this down, I’m nowhere near above the 20th……ops, my bad. Make that 23rd page. I felt it is too stereotype for the urm..same sex sexual orientation guys to have brand taste in their life from the things you wore to how your id(house interior decorations) should look. Heck to how your taste in music should be.. maybe it’s just me for being a bit distant from the norm of the not so norm but then again, you can’t blame a guy for not being in the crowd, right? See my second verse above.
I wrote too much of here and there for today..I know that I can’t stick to a topic but at least I try but then again the better part of me just know when to make fight or take flight which I must say I choose the latter. Adios then…have a great and wicked day.
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