Lifted from my Day One journal.
Saturday, 23 November 2019
Out of the many Saturday afternoon walks I’ve taken around Joo Chiat, it’s the first I’ve taken notice of this beautiful mural. Mother and child – the most proverbial connection.
I’m running empty. It’s been difficult lately to get myself to write something, anything. It’s as if I have to rack up my brain to come up with something worthwhile to say.
Sunday, 24 November 2019
As much as multitasking is confusing for our brains, many people still do it. Today, I’ve been switching between reading a book, watching a documentary on Minimalism and cleaning my bathroom. It’s good to mix things up but to be honest, this day is a failure in terms of its intended significance.
Monday, 25 November 2019
Monday blues are over. As dusk settles to make way for night, it’s time to put the events of the day behind, let go of the all-consuming negative thoughts and enjoy the remainder of the evening. Relax, recharge and get ready for the week ahead. Today was a good day.
Wednesday, 27 November 2019
Would you have taken a different path if you knew this corporate life is not as glamorous as it sounds? I would have. But it does not get easy from hereon. There are expectations to be met, responsibilities to fulfill, bills to be paid. We keep hustling.
Thursday, 28 November 2019
A girl in my team whose last day in the office was today left a note wishing me satisfaction in life. She’s a sweet girl and it was a sweet note but it made me ruminate for some time. What might have prompted her to presume I am dissatisfied. Do I give off that vibe? Life has been good to me considerably.
Today is thanksgiving in the US. I make a conscious effort to focus more on giving thanks than complaining. I live a good life. I have a loving family, loyal friends and a faithful lover. It’s all that is essential in life.
Saturday, 30 November 2019
It’s my life’s greatest blessing to be surrounded by amazing people who help me put things back in perspective when I’m feeling lost and unsure about myself. Merci beaucoup !
Sunday, 1 December 2019
Society is a silent tyrant. It dictates what and where one ought to be at a certain stage in life. There is great pressure for young people to achieve. Go get that promotion, buy that house, marry the person of your dreams, have children, etcetera. If you have not achieved any of those, you are deemed a failure. It’s exhausting. No wonder so many young people are depressed.
Someone said life is a marathon, not a sprint. Maybe there’s no need to rush after all.
Monday, 2 December 2019
Find your true north. An advice that resonated loudly with me. Amidst all confusion, one needs to go back to his core. Ask the question. Why are you doing what you’re doing?
Tuesday, 3 December 2019
Our family fondly called him Junjun. I never even got to know his real name. All I know is that he was a trusted member of the family. When I spoke to my grandma this afternoon, her concern was who’s going to look after her plants from hereon. An important task he had been entrusted to complete with utmost intricacy.
Though his death came as a shock to me today, in retrospect, I had an inkling it will happen at a young age. He was only in his forties. Coming from a poor background, he had to hustle and work hard all his life. He had too many mouths to feed. Life is not fair, but even less so to the less fortunate .
I took a photo of this white flower for Jun for he was a jolly good fellow. Rest in peace my dear friend and say hi to my Lolo for me. Until we meet again.
