Yes True Believes, the week-end has finally landed!
After a long hard week of working, i finally get some time to myself to go sort out my laundry.
Life of the unmarried, living alone male is full of piles. There are piles of stuff eveywhere, all needing a good sorting out just so that you don't lose things, like your mind. Its just that you neve seem to have the time to do it, you know, sorting things out.
At the office I have that pile of papers under my desk which haunts my dreams and I'm quite certain that one day it'll follow me home without me knowing it and finally swallow me up. That they is pretty far away i feel, as I have an equally evil pile of laundry that greets me evey morning when i wake up and welcomes me home every evening i come back. I feel there's a lot of truth in that yin and yang business, you know, keeping a balance in all things that you do. So right now i have that perfect balance, a pile of laundry at home and papers at the office.
I remember a time when week-ends were times of joy and freedom, where all you had to do was lay back relax, then go out partying all night. Now, my week-ends seem to be more of washing things, running aroud paying bills and worrying about what I gotta do on Monday. Well, when you grow older, I suppose, reality comes along bashes you on the head saying, "Oi, you got stuff to do!". Usually reality swings a bag of stale, week old laundry.
After a long hard week of working, i finally get some time to myself to go sort out my laundry.
Life of the unmarried, living alone male is full of piles. There are piles of stuff eveywhere, all needing a good sorting out just so that you don't lose things, like your mind. Its just that you neve seem to have the time to do it, you know, sorting things out.
At the office I have that pile of papers under my desk which haunts my dreams and I'm quite certain that one day it'll follow me home without me knowing it and finally swallow me up. That they is pretty far away i feel, as I have an equally evil pile of laundry that greets me evey morning when i wake up and welcomes me home every evening i come back. I feel there's a lot of truth in that yin and yang business, you know, keeping a balance in all things that you do. So right now i have that perfect balance, a pile of laundry at home and papers at the office.
I remember a time when week-ends were times of joy and freedom, where all you had to do was lay back relax, then go out partying all night. Now, my week-ends seem to be more of washing things, running aroud paying bills and worrying about what I gotta do on Monday. Well, when you grow older, I suppose, reality comes along bashes you on the head saying, "Oi, you got stuff to do!". Usually reality swings a bag of stale, week old laundry.
0 comments: