Things To Say and Nothing To Get Across

In the which the author speaks of work, favourite things and the philosophy of life.

So far, Work has been good. Although I was told it was a typical 8 to 5 job, I haven’t gotten the chance to leave at 5. Yesterday I left at 2.30am and had to grab a cab back home. It’s a non issue, it’s not like I have a girl friend waiting on me or like I am going to miss my favourite program on television. If you are not aware, I don’t watch the telly much and neither do I listen to the radio.

Now that brings me to the point of my favourite things. These days I just don’t care about them anymore. All the materialistic things I ever wanted in my life seem so utterly meaningless. I don’t even fancy myself to want anything except for the things that might inspire me or necessary for me to use in order to finish my work.

Growing up in a middle class family I always dream of Luxuries in life. Whenever I saw a sport car or a Mercedes parked below my block I used to tell myself that one day I was going to buy one of those and there was no need to walk to the bus interchange to take public transport ever again.

But now, I just don’t care. I know there is more to life than owning luxuries. I take pleasure in the simple things I do. Although my philosophy of life may contradict with yours, I don’t give a damn. Life is too beautiful to be wasted arguing over who is right and who is wrong.

To god, no matter how good or bad you are it does not make a difference to her. I know by saying this, I will attract a lot of attention, its like saying a child rapist will not go to hell.

There is no hell, except the ones we make ourselves. I know it is against the religions of the world but I can care less. It is not my intention to get any message across, it is how I look at life.

By the way the best part of my work, is not the work but the beautiful lights turned on by people doing overtime in their buildings. It’s a speculate to behold if you have the eye for it.