Getting off the bus, I told my bus-mate "Uhm, today is nice"
He said "must be because of the book"
Yesterday was the same sky, the same sunlight yet today it feels like a new day. Must be because of something else.
We had coffee, we talked about the time I visited Taipei, his hometown while watching people walking by. No aircon, just the fan and fat and slim and normal people sitting around. I have become regular here since everyday I come early and have sometime for myself. The little moment is the time to be within, to be thoughtless, to be bad, to be good, to be whoever I wanted to be.
"Dare to be happy" is the first sentence I read from the book. And the book's called "don't sweat the small stuff at work". Hah, right. I think I am at the point in my life where I can be more comfortable in my own skin. I feel like I am peeling off life's covers bit by bit. What's difficult is actually trying not to hate myself and let my feeling float without reacting on it.
If life is on a 10 score scale, where would you rate yours? Mine? 11! Say why not as it's never perfect anyway.
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