Open Waters
Tuesday, September 2, 2008 at 11:47 My room's in a mess and I hate messes. And it happens cos' I'm always busy with work and when I'm not it’s cos’ I got a lot more better things to do – including nothing. So I postponed cleaning it up and it was so bad last night I found myself moving piles of stuff around to find what I wanted. And I didn’t succeed.
Looking back now, I can see that I really have been busy. For the first time ever I seem to be making the progress in work that I knew I was always capable of - and that's because I finally took it upon myself to do what was necessary and not necessarily what others thought needed to be done, superiors included. And I’m having fun with my camera now, taking it everywhere I go, some persons wondering why I’m forever holding a lunch bag, security personnel everywhere questioning my intentions. And I’ve matured somewhat I think. My hair’s a bit long now, the back tied up at times in a short lock and I’ve got a black cord around my neck cos' I never cared for jewellery.
It’s like for the past few months I’ve been steering this ship through seas so turbulent, sometimes without any sense of direction or purpose even, and I’ve finally gotten past that to the sunlight and waters calm. And I’m staring at the open waters now and the brilliant blue sky and it occurred to me that I need to figure out where I’m off to next. Maybe I’ll start by cleaning my room.
Reader Comments (1)
I'm pretty sure this is one of the stages we must go through.
I have been here before.