Weird Weather
To have no snow for Christmas in this city was already unusual enough. What is even more weird? It has been raining for three consecutive nights. During the day, it is sunny and bright. We are out with light jackets. It feels like spring is here. I don’t have enough knowledge to fear from the warning of the global warming. No complaint. Just fantastic!
Meanwhile, I was quite under the weather to go back to work today after the break. People like me who are used to taking things as they come should be given little options. I arrive on the subway platform at 8:02 every morning, if not, let it be 7:59 or 8:04. When I don’t have choices, I’d proclaim proudly, “Look, I am making the best out of what’s given to me. I am happy where I am.” The truth is, at the risk of boasting again, that I am mostly fine and dandy. The difficult part is for me to move on into a new and different scenario. It takes a long time to prepare myself. Or even better, I should not have the time to prepare. That’s how the husband got me to marry him. “Come with me. Or never!” Now I wish that the company fires me. No more thinking. Or we lost what we got and the family depend on me solely...
For now, I still arrive at the subway platform morning around 8:00. I don’t feel comfortable to call it a quit. And I don’t feel as comfortable as before going into the office either. I understand the cause for this weird situation is a good one. I have no complaint.
Meanwhile, I was quite under the weather to go back to work today after the break. People like me who are used to taking things as they come should be given little options. I arrive on the subway platform at 8:02 every morning, if not, let it be 7:59 or 8:04. When I don’t have choices, I’d proclaim proudly, “Look, I am making the best out of what’s given to me. I am happy where I am.” The truth is, at the risk of boasting again, that I am mostly fine and dandy. The difficult part is for me to move on into a new and different scenario. It takes a long time to prepare myself. Or even better, I should not have the time to prepare. That’s how the husband got me to marry him. “Come with me. Or never!” Now I wish that the company fires me. No more thinking. Or we lost what we got and the family depend on me solely...
For now, I still arrive at the subway platform morning around 8:00. I don’t feel comfortable to call it a quit. And I don’t feel as comfortable as before going into the office either. I understand the cause for this weird situation is a good one. I have no complaint.
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