It has been 24 hours since I was injected back into reality from temple retreat. So far, my progress has been steady. Having sworn about three times during work hours, which doesn't count. Really. Profanity during work hours constitutes corporate culture.
Friends have been quite supportive so far - having faith in me that I will last at least 2 weeks. One close girl friend said 2 days. I appreciate her honesty. Others have voiced their support in me lasting for as long as I can. I'm giving myself a month. It's a long stretch this time.
Notice how my sentences are uber short this time? I feel like I have so much to say because during retreat, my thoughts were running a hundred miles per hour from left, right and centre. It's true when people say you can hear your thoughts in silence. I heard a lot of my thoughts and I can be quite psycho. If I were to say every thought I had, I'm sure someone would murder me sooner or later. Maybe sooner than later. Maybe, like, now.
I remember I used to blog about zero tolerances. I have new additions to the list.
Please clear mucus contents within your nose in private
I cringed when I typed that. Seriously, people should really consider how others feel when they are expelling nasal mucus in public. Either keep the wet, slippery slime up your nostrils or clear it out somewhere where no one can hear it coming out. Please.
Please cut your nose hair
Self explanatory.
Ok, it's late. I'll finish this next time.
tata
JYKW

3 comments:
you've got quite a lot of fans, cheers
You will be fine....
Mfkkshlk
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