It is Saturday night and here I am, typing again. I realise I really derive a lot of joy and calmness from writing, even though I hardly write beautifully because of my limited vocabulary bank. I am thankful today because Saturday evenings are often spent outside having dinner with the family and very frankly speaking, sometimes I dread it because I spend most of the time outside in a week and if possible, I just want to be in the comfort of the home whenever I can. Today mum decided to cook dinner so here I am, very bloated and especially after having finished an apple to make it a complete Saturday night meal. The week has been fulfilling. At work, the workload was crazy but at least it kept me occupied and somehow made me feel good about myself that I could actually multitask very well sometimes. At home, my mum continues to nag about everything in my life but I am learning to take in what she says selectively and am currently doing a good job at it. With regard to life in general, I have managed to catch up with a few people I lost touch with earlier. It struck me that in our younger days (I really mean younger like secondary or jc days), we like to assure our friends that we will always be there for them. But, essentially speaking, words are cheap. I am NOT accusing any of my friends. In fact, I am one of those people. I just thought, everyone is busy with work and commitments and whatnot. After all, the older we get, the more responsibilities we have. Maybe sometimes it is better that we try our best to be there for our friends when they need us than to give our word beforehand because many times when things come up we go missing. Perhaps I am speaking from experience both from the giving and the taking end that I can relate to this so much.
By the way, some things still hurt but I figure it helps to not stroke the wound unnecessarily.
I visited Popular and picked up a book which was very tempting but I shelved it back because the three books I finished halfway came to mind and I decided I should not contribute to my own bankruptcy. I think I really need to start reading conscientiously again, like on the train, bus, anywhere and anytime I am free.
By the way, some things still hurt but I figure it helps to not stroke the wound unnecessarily.
I visited Popular and picked up a book which was very tempting but I shelved it back because the three books I finished halfway came to mind and I decided I should not contribute to my own bankruptcy. I think I really need to start reading conscientiously again, like on the train, bus, anywhere and anytime I am free.
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