sitting down and watching life go past. how often do we have the luxury to do that? day in day out, we obsess with the work and chores to be done, the responsibilites to fulfil, the lists to make and strike out. doing nothing is deemed frivolous, a waste of time. it's funny since i realised that 'doing nothing' actually falls under a category of things to do for me some times. so yups... we rush around to the things done, to meet people, to basically live what we call lives. but are we?
call me trying to justify my actions. but for once, i gave up on filling every single minute with 'meaningful' activities and just did nothing at all. which means sleeping a lot. which means watching a lot of tv. which means travelling very little. which means wasting my time by ordinary standards. it is the absolute point of holidays. we're so conditioned for the freaking rat race that we try to get a million things done during vacations as welll. and i know i have a million things waiting for me to do. but for half a week, i've decided not to give a damn (other than the abosolute have-tos) and just watch the world go by.
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