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"stepping out on my own"
Sunday, July 17, 2005
is this my life?

I wake up before the break of dawn, and within an hour, i'm out of the house, my feet fast and steady like those of others on their way to work... the train rushes past and as the gust of wind hits me, i wonder why i'm doing this day in and out... for 6 days of the week, my life is as simple as this - so organised, so routine... so boring.

As the clock strikes 1730, i pack up hurriedly and with fastened footsteps, i make my way back to the train station and find myself huddled in a crowded train once again. No one has time to stop and relax. It's always the same - people rushing to and fro, none stopping to take a breather.

And like so many others, i pine for the weekends - finally a time to rest and relax and do what we all want. But as it arrives, i find myself repeating the same things each time... and wonder if this is all that life has to offer.

I really need something new and exciting... something that i can look back to and say, now that's been a great and fruitful life. I haven't lived for nothing. My existence was not a waste.