Life is a Journey

Hm, very ironic. After I filled the poems, then I have to think again… because now I have to find reason why I should stay in my position now.. It is difficult to say I love my work

The magic spelling did not work, I already lowered my standard, i do not expect too much from people… but why everything still went wrong? I am tired.

people expected too much from me. I just have one head, two hands. If you expect me to be in two different places in the same time, I can’t do that. If you want me to do something impossible, just ask somebody else to do that.

working too much. lonely. tired. just want to lie down and sleep.

or pack my backpack and leave.

Work is love made visible.

And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste,

it is better that you should leave your work

and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy

Kahlil Gibran, "The Prophet"