I had a couple of chats with some old friends over the week. The topic, as suspected, revolves around school, future working lives, relationships and how time is a cruel constraint.

I was thinking, but didn't comment (as I was still thinking and trying to get those thoughts into proper sentences). I thought, with just thoughts of all these stresses and time-consuming stuff, it's no wonder this world got itself into this sticky web of inescapable vicious circle.

Whatever happened to just being?

Everyone is so worried about working life and making big bucks in the "real world" (whatever that means). It seems, everyone wanted to do more than what they could handle (I've heard many versions, the all time favourite is "pushing beyond your limit"). Maybe I too, got entangled into this sticky web of trying to play God and trying to create a destiny to call my own. Do everything and anything, trying to be nice to everyone.

It's tough. So look up the dictionary for the meanings to "limit" and "destiny".

I shall try to be content with just being. Turn off for a while, sometimes. Will not be easy. Sigh.

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Dirong said we started with a dream, a vision, when we're young. Much younger.

Conformity robbed us of it. Convention knocked the edges off it. Realist-ify our dreams into tame hopes.

We learnt the language of this new world, and forget that of our dreams. It is almost as if we had lost it.

If you still recall that vision, that dream, guard it with all your life.