despite spending one third of my life thus far here, i still cant seem to get used to the madly fast pace at which everything moves. at almost everywhere i go, i see people perpetually in a hurry rushing for this and that. well i have nothing against people being on the move all the time because that's the only way for our society to progress and prosper, but i guess there must be times where we all just take a step back, isolate ourselves from all the human satellites around us and simply appreciate life at our own pace.
time is a scarce resource, i get it. but seriously does it hurt to just wait for 10 more seconds for the traffic light to turn green during which you can watch the people around you and be thankful that you can see? does it hurt to wait for 100 more seconds for someone who's just slightly late for a lunch appointment during which you can enjoy the summer breeze and be thankful that you can feel? does it hurt to wait for 1000 more seconds to queue for your favourte dessert and be thankful that you can taste? patience is a virtue, and it's saddening to see it slowly disappearing.
i think that i was born either at the wrong place or in the wrong era. i feel that my mindset seems to belong more to someone from the 1st century rather than one from the 21st century. i admit that i have inexplicably weird and non-youngsterish habits and hobbies. haha but oh well, i guess that i'll just have to live with myself.
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