I've been pondering about the idea of what's changing within me.
It's a change that I don't really like but I just can't wrap my head around what it was.
And just as I was doom scrolling after waking up this morning, I came upon a slice of life comedy strip.
And it talks about how the author is uncomfortable of doing nothing.
Because of how crazily busy she had been in the past.
The stark contrast of being so busy and then suddenly having nothing to do scares her.
She don't know how to spend time with herself anymore.
And she felt like death and wish to get back to work immediately so she could escape this uneasy feeling.
Escape from "being with herself".
And I think that kind of hits me.
I think my mind has just been processing so many information that I feel like I ain't processing them at all.
Everything just zooming by like a blur.
I think the last time I felt like I slowed down my thoughts was really that random morning that I was early for work and heading to Lam's house.
And just listening to music.
And just appreciating all the little details of life.
Acknowledging the stress in the morning traffic.
Noticing tree branches that were on top of bus stop shelters.
Realising the whole world is on their phones on the train.
And realising this particular stranger ain't using his phone.
Was he thinking the same as me?
And I'm very sure I want more days like that day in 2025.
And throwing the other two words on my previous blog post,
I have decided that I want to focus on 'SLOW'
And that should be sufficient enough to cover the other two words.
Slow down weeps.
