Skip to main content

Get on the queue

It is 8.12am. in 18min, we will depart the station. The suitcases are in the trunk of the coach. We are now waiting to get ourselves on board. We are not in straight-line in front of the coach's closed doors. We are sheeps awaiting for the barrier to open to get to the next field where the grass is greener.
This is desire for you. This is hope of getting a nice seat. Fear that you won't be seated next to the window. Petty goals.

Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Blacklist

It may be time to create a blacklist of companies to avoid and definitely refuse to  work for: - Those which are more than 3 miles than my home - Those which does not allow me to work from home - Those which does not allow me to work fewer hours - Those which pollute with no sorry - Those with negative employee reviews - Those which do not design products that are repairable - Those which do not put the wellbeing of their staff first what else, add to the list
Read more

Missminimalist , Thank you

I was hooked to missminimalist blogs in the past four days, reading approximately 16 pages of individuals testimonies on how they started and enjoyed their minimalist journey. It opened my eyes on the endless minimalist lifestyles that any of us can implement. I admire the traveller, the spiritualist, the true materialist (as opposed to consumerist), the mindful, the artist, the mum, the dad, the designer who with intention choose to keep the things that add value to his/her life and get rid of the frivolous. Beyond just getting rid of things, there is not participating to our current wasteful society, it is recognising that we are all equal regardless of what we own and finally it is embracing freedom. It is why I love it. I encourage you to have a read/rid, I hope it will inspire you:  http://www.missminimalist.com/
Post a Comment
Read more

Dream 1

We haven't seen each other for a while. She appeared next to me on the train. We talked about many things, we laughed and smiled. She was happy to see me. She convinced me to come to her place. She wanted to introduce me to her boyfriend. She wanted me to see her family again. Her partner was in bed when we arrived. He looked terribly like her brother. We went to the living room. Her grandmother, father and aunt were in the room. The lights were off. It was dark. The only light in the room was the TV. My heart lighted up when I saw them. I was happy to see them.
Post a Comment
Read more