Monday, August 13, 2007
Give me a reason
The past weekend unlocked several secrets, spawned many anxieties and it wears me out (to the extent that I took leave today). Oh, how our lives have become so complicated that we fail to see the big picture.
I'm tired. My eyes are blind. Remind me THE reason to live.
I'm tired. My eyes are blind. Remind me THE reason to live.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Cryptic
Some dear cousins of mine asked me about my strange posting below. I had - the week before during a underwhelming japanese buffet dinner - told them it was D-day last Tuesday given the salary adjustment briefing. I didn't give a clear explanation over the weekend. And I think I better clear the air.
Yes, I'm promoted. Am I thankful? Certainly. Am I happier? Maybe. Am I satisfied with my life more? NO!
If you read two postings further down, you'll know it's not the July Effect that bogged me down the past few weeks. As fishaball-turned-melancholicjoy pointed out, it could be me tired of work. My dear wife and I now realised that we're too shacked - we're literally working 7 days a week, either in office/school or taking care of our kids. And crap hit the roof just yesterday.
Some young S-O-A-B driving a black mitsubishi Lancer [SGT 8***] pointed the you-know-what finger at me in the carpark. I stared at him for 10 seconds. I contemplated bringing down two of my bowling balls to smash his bloody windscreen. But since he didn't have the guts to come out of the car, I drove off instead. Enough said, that sufficed to ruin my night's out with my wife. While having dinner, I was still thinking if I should go back to scratch his car. Or write to stomp after I smashed his car with my bowling balls. Or called up TP...WTH!
So you see, life after some fleeting joyous moments is tough. Well said Solomon, there's a time for everything. Perhaps I will treat my dear cousins an overwhelming japanese dinner to start things right. And to sit before God and count my blessings in these times of distress.
Yes, I'm promoted. Am I thankful? Certainly. Am I happier? Maybe. Am I satisfied with my life more? NO!
If you read two postings further down, you'll know it's not the July Effect that bogged me down the past few weeks. As fishaball-turned-melancholicjoy pointed out, it could be me tired of work. My dear wife and I now realised that we're too shacked - we're literally working 7 days a week, either in office/school or taking care of our kids. And crap hit the roof just yesterday.
Some young S-O-A-B driving a black mitsubishi Lancer [SGT 8***] pointed the you-know-what finger at me in the carpark. I stared at him for 10 seconds. I contemplated bringing down two of my bowling balls to smash his bloody windscreen. But since he didn't have the guts to come out of the car, I drove off instead. Enough said, that sufficed to ruin my night's out with my wife. While having dinner, I was still thinking if I should go back to scratch his car. Or write to stomp after I smashed his car with my bowling balls. Or called up TP...WTH!
So you see, life after some fleeting joyous moments is tough. Well said Solomon, there's a time for everything. Perhaps I will treat my dear cousins an overwhelming japanese dinner to start things right. And to sit before God and count my blessings in these times of distress.
