Filed under: The Two Side Coins...
Finally occupied. Brain and time.
and abusively, my eyes.
Over exposed to radiation - 8 bloody hours non-stop a day.
Shit.
I won’t say that I started being trapped in routinity. No, not yet. And it’s not about that.
it’s the objective, the abstract target that every one is chasing after. nite and day.
I remembered Malika Oufkir, princess of Marocco, who was suffered in desert gaol for over 20 years. Struggled for freedom,and willing to die for it (cos those 20 years meant death for her after all, nothing else worth to fight for). And when she finally got it, she couldnt believe it really really happened. She didnt know what freedom is and so scared to walk it through. Is it a process by nature?
Same here as I already got wat I want. Focus seems to be unfocused. Because mind has already occupied, and brain has already overloaded. And is no more exploring wildy like it was before.
Less burden.
Less nerve.
Less fancy almost impossible dreams.
but less guts.
My imagination and dreams seem to be nailed in a box, for the real goal that is set in my trully working life. I am lazy to create and post a blog, lazy to think of other funny bold ideas that won’t work in real life, lazy to practice after long hours work and painful neck.
Will a -going to be established objective- kill the unborn objectives?
YeHa*. 21.10.06. a waiting for off time in office.
