Hmm... How long have it been? Been ages since the last time I have the time to spend on writing my so called 'diary'. Life is short yet so busy. Yet we spend so much time doing things we hardly love doing. Work. Ironic, life is intricate. Despite that we all still struggle through the rat race and run for life. “At least a 1000KM marathon has an end to it!” A prudent decision will be to find ways to escape the race, the labyrinth and be the spectacle. And let the fun begin! Seeing others running!
I always wished my family owns their own business. Running the job the way we want it. Best of all being the boss that bosses people around and not otherwise. I would rather pour tons of sweats on my own family business than someone else.
Facing the fact that I am employed and appreciating that I have a job. Being trained and taken care of. Being fed by others. So, work hard while it last. And that’s my temporary motto. It may be vague. I don’t deny that I am not born a follower. Because I can never accept being controlled and directed but I can always accept that I am not ready to be independent.
Life has been treating me fairly. I have a good job with a good pay as a start. Nice colleagues. Nice and easy to work with clients and team. Family being around. And nice person that still cares.
"Young people everywhere have been allowed to choose between love and a garbage disposal unit. Everywhere they have chosen the garbage disposal unit". Guy Debord