lundi, septembre 27


Days turn into weeks turn into months. It's been so long since my last post. Here's where I've been spending a lot of my weekends recently. Posted by Hello

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Again, time brushes past my shoulder, leaving me to wonder what meaningless nothing I've been subjecting it to. I was going about my daily flutterings the other day, at work. A contract cleaning staff walked past, pushing a huge waste trolley, his shoulders drooping with age, his footsteps frail and hesitant.

I felt a sudden pang of pity that slowly evolved to respect and self-awareness. The pity was for that at his age he still needed to earn his keep by pushing such a large trolley around. That pity was replaced by the realization that at his age, he still manages to make himself useful by finding a job to do. The self-awareness was that, at my tender young age of twenty-five, I was already thinking about retirement. For that I should be feeling ashamed of myself.

Take care of your old folks. Learn more about them so that you can learn from them.