Thursday, June 15, 2006

Everything becomes a blur, all except her.


What comes with being a student is a lot of time off. Really you want to stay in bed till the afternoon and relax an awful lot, but it’s not that simple. After a lot of relaxing you decide that enough is enough and it’s time to get yourself a job. This isn’t that hard and you manage to secure a temporary job working in an office for a company that sells and distributes medical supplies. On your first day you find the job to be tedious, routine and quite frankly boring, however the people are nice and the pay is good, so it makes up for it.

On the second day, after fighting the urge to send fourty public toliets and a commode to a pub in Liverpool, lunch time approaches and you are getting ready to do a runner. It’s getting too much, the routine, the lack of stimulation and the constant complaints from customers who haven’t received their orders. As you turn around to speak to one of your colleagues, you see a woman come into view. Time slows down; everything becomes a blur, all except her. She’s a beauty, a stunner and you’ve never seen anything as beautiful as her. You know nothing about her, not her name, her age and you haven’t even had the pleasure of hearing her voice, but you know one thing, you won’t be leaving this job until your contract is finished. Maybe this makes you mad, impulsive or perhaps just fickle, but that does not matter.

There is a point to this story and it’s a good one, hopefully. One thing can change everything; one moment can define a life and with that in mind you say to others that they should live every day as if it were their last.

You don’t wish away time; don’t look too far forward, because you rarely get a second chance, it is better to regret what you have done that what you wish you had done.

2 Comments:

At 12:23 PM, Blogger fjl said...

Very good post indeed. I thoroughly agree with your conclusion.
I used to advise despressed people, and I used to say that there would be a turning point, a moment when the news would be good, and then they wouldn't regret anything that's happened to them in the run up to it, because to do so would deprive them of that surprise bit of beautiful news or appearance of a person in their life, that changes their life.

 
At 12:06 AM, Blogger DogsBody said...

Brilliant mate, excellent advice. Will remember that next time I go to an attempt suicide or similar

 

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