There are few things I want to talk about. I have lost George's USB for his IPOD the other day. I have lost my Laking National Bookstore card for quite a long time now. And there were a whole bunch of things I have lost yet I found myself too lazy to look for them. Like this drawing book for instance. Koko gave this to me last year as a random gift, not because I can draw but I told her I want to practice making a little sense by writing my thoughts on a piece of paper.
Then today, while rummaging on my messy cabinet, I have found this drawing book. And I started thinking. How much time did I waste chatting those people I barely knew? How much time did I lost playing this nonsense Mafia wars? How much time did I spend playing Farmtown, tending and waiting for my crops to be harvested? How much time did I lost waiting for my cellphone to beep, only to find out no one's going to call me? How much time did I lost? Will I be able to compensate them?
It started to make sense to me that all these things around me have life. I had only managed to fix my closet the other week. My laundry basket still loaded with clothes I have wore last month. Movies I have downloaded three months ago, still unwatched and unfinished.
Am I giving life the attention it deserves?
P.s: attention needed like that of the Computer Associates Internet Security Software, I usually troubleshot at work.
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