Time is of the essence...*
...such that in a highly populated urban city, people roam the streets, 24 hours a day. In the morning, we walk fast, almost running, never stopping to look around and only moving toward our offices, lest we get late and face the fury of the boss. We are always in a constant hurry. We have to be at fastfood before 12 noon before the line gets long. We have to eat fast so we can come back to our offices on time. After office, we have to run to get into the already-moving-away bus. Sometimes we feel like a robot; but sometimes still, we feel so alive.
And sometimes we miss out on little details and important things, the so-called simple joys of life. The Panerai clock is ticking, and yes, we've met all the deadlines. We have survived it all. But when we look back, we realize, "time is of the essence, why have i wasted it so?"
*and life is a compromise.
5 comments:
eerr... yeah! :-)
Well said. :)
it is just amazing isn't it, how we try to kill time and waste it away with what nots then at the end of the day we always complain about not having enough time.
i agree.
that's why i am so grateful that here in penang, lifestyle is stress-free and so laid back compared to manila.
I agree. The paradox of urban living I think.
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