Take a breather
It is still tired by the end of the day.
This week has been one hectic and pretty stressful one. Not that it is forcing me to much productivity though.
Heck I still have one and a half day to go.
My neck is sore once more(the other side this time) and I didnt really wanna tell dad this time.
Everyone is tired enough by the end of the day. It is not a duty of his to cure this old aliment (soon to be) of mine.
Besides I do not know how to express my gratitude each time.
I read somewhere that by taking life at a slower pace,you could actually be more focus and productive in life.
Naturally happier too.
It is such a easy method to be a happy individual but trust we all know,it is really harder to practice in a time restricted society.
Being too much a slow coach could cause tragedy! And we thought we could be really wasting life by being too slow in everything,anything.
I met 2 or 3 such frens who taught and inspired me that living life by every sixty seconds instead of a minute.
Really I felt more energized then, though the amount of sleep was generally lesser.
Sadly when the time showed us that we are no more than perhaps once in a blue moon greetings frens, such philosophy of life fades with them too.
You gotta admit that not everyone stays in your life forever, not even those whom you thought so then.
Lately I am so tired that I just cant wait to push myself home.
The idea of taking my own sweet time to stroll home and watch the darkening blue skies is an increasingly burden to my heavy body every minute.
I am always looking forward to a few things when I reach home.
Bath.
(Dinner is secondary.I am always too tired to be hungry when I reached home, but I eat because I have to anyway)
Conversations that filled up the living room,with or without me.
A good tickling chat.
Undisturbed sleep.
Sometimes I get disappointed how things are presented and often it may be my own over sensitiveness.
But I always believe everything/anything happened due to a cause.
The wrong words.The wrong presentation.The wrong time.
Maybe I am too stressed up to enjoy everything.
But I am always too eager to enjoy and blast every precious and short moment,forgetting we should take a breather.
Take a stroll.
Heart to heart coversations.
Enjoy the blessings in life.
Do something good.
I'm holding on...I'm holding on for you.
Cos' I'm all alone. Feeling blue. Miles fromhome.
Lost without you. I will be strong.
I'm holding on..holding on for you.
This week has been one hectic and pretty stressful one. Not that it is forcing me to much productivity though.
Heck I still have one and a half day to go.
My neck is sore once more(the other side this time) and I didnt really wanna tell dad this time.
Everyone is tired enough by the end of the day. It is not a duty of his to cure this old aliment (soon to be) of mine.
Besides I do not know how to express my gratitude each time.
I read somewhere that by taking life at a slower pace,you could actually be more focus and productive in life.
Naturally happier too.
It is such a easy method to be a happy individual but trust we all know,it is really harder to practice in a time restricted society.
Being too much a slow coach could cause tragedy! And we thought we could be really wasting life by being too slow in everything,anything.
I met 2 or 3 such frens who taught and inspired me that living life by every sixty seconds instead of a minute.
Really I felt more energized then, though the amount of sleep was generally lesser.
Sadly when the time showed us that we are no more than perhaps once in a blue moon greetings frens, such philosophy of life fades with them too.
You gotta admit that not everyone stays in your life forever, not even those whom you thought so then.
Lately I am so tired that I just cant wait to push myself home.
The idea of taking my own sweet time to stroll home and watch the darkening blue skies is an increasingly burden to my heavy body every minute.
I am always looking forward to a few things when I reach home.
Bath.
(Dinner is secondary.I am always too tired to be hungry when I reached home, but I eat because I have to anyway)
Conversations that filled up the living room,with or without me.
A good tickling chat.
Undisturbed sleep.
Sometimes I get disappointed how things are presented and often it may be my own over sensitiveness.
But I always believe everything/anything happened due to a cause.
The wrong words.The wrong presentation.The wrong time.
Maybe I am too stressed up to enjoy everything.
But I am always too eager to enjoy and blast every precious and short moment,forgetting we should take a breather.
Take a stroll.
Heart to heart coversations.
Enjoy the blessings in life.
Do something good.
I'm holding on...I'm holding on for you.
Cos' I'm all alone. Feeling blue. Miles fromhome.
Lost without you. I will be strong.
I'm holding on..holding on for you.

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