Thought upon thought and the next minute you know your head is overloaded with thoughts. What still has to be done, what is going to happen and whether you will get everything done in time. I can't help but feel that by putting every new thought into my brain, another falls out. Not only that, taking on responsibility has a different feel. What are we going to eat, where are we going, what are we going to do now and how are we going to do it? The same questions applied at a different time would be of substantially less importance. That's when you realise shit, I am an adult; things matter.
On a lighter note, bought my first suit today, all ready for work on Monday. Made me think, even though money is merely material, imagine if you didn't have to worry about qeen at all. You had so much qeen that purchasing goods was never an issue. And in the shops, you would never have to go through my most frequent motion:
Leng: Oh so nice
Ka: Yeh, but mo qeen.
in every single shop.
4 more days of freedom until I have to endure 3 full months of intensive labor. I find comfort in the fact that 5 days of every week I get to SUIT UP!
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