Losing yourself
One year ago, it was very much different.
I watched the whole of Wimbledon and managed to write down a pretty opinionated entry on it. I discovered my denial of affection when I made my annual trip to the temple to pay respects to Shuping. I watched Superman and extracted a romantic portion of it onto paper.
This year.
I missed the whole Wimbledon tournament and I forgot about Shuping’s anniversary. I watch many movies but I excuse myself from having a deeper meaning of the shows. I’m starting to ……go through the motion….
As I become more involved in the materialistic things in life, I start to lose pieces of myself to this insane whirlpool of desires.
And as I strive to contribute to social economic growth and family welfare, I realise it doesn’t satisfy me.
Time is a major factor in my equation. And these days, people DEMAND time from me. It’s almost out of my own jurisdiction.
On the day I stayed at home, I switched on the DVD player and watched Monsters Inc. with MingMing. Together. It was very satisfying in a non-materialiastic manner. At the age of 26, I toy with the idea of early retirement. *scratches head*
