The circle of life continues on it’s second by second journey of frustration, bewilderment, love, hate, empathy, joy and sadness, never stopping, never considering the consequences of it’s endless trek to infinity. Just moment by moment, building minutes, hours, days, weeks, months and years into a lifetime for all of us. The one certainty is that there is no going back. There are no U-turns on this highway.
That circle of life almost seems at times to travel on concentric lines, alternating occasionally, distorting in our minds time and space, sometimes seemingly providing simultaneous realities in one fleeting moment.
Time at work or other experiences that try the patience and the senses drag on and it often seems that days will never end while happenings that one remembers with fondness are suddenly exposed as distant memories when one searches the mind for time and dates of note in our lives. Life moves on quickly in some cases and not in others it seems. It’s all in the mind.
My days at work seem to blur and blend into one another and events that I thought only happened in the last twelve months have actually occurred years before much to my amazement. At times it is a shock to realise such time has passed and many people you have known over the years have moved on to new pastures yet time remains, seemingly immovable for me when I am at work.
It’s really not that bad. I know I whinge and complain and many who regularly read this blog are probably choking on their coffee as they read this paragraph with me proclaiming that working at AP isn’t so rough.
It’s not but, like all jobs it can really get you down at times and being such regular work it is boring and monotonous and can really try one’s patience.
But it is a job nonetheless and a job at AP is probably a job for life if you really want it to be even in the current circumstances of declining mail volumes.
Don’t worry, I haven’t suddenly had a revelation and now feel the rest of my life will be fullfilled if I stay in the job from here to eternity, but my mood this week has mellowed and I feel a little better than I normally do about such things. But stay tuned. The worm can turn and the wind can change and this time next week may see me ranting to a different tune. But for now I am calm and mellow and that is a good thing.
So, rather than writing endlessly inane drivel on my blog I will get to some real work, my freelance writing course and see if by doing it I can polish up my act a bit. Who knows, one day those who are unlucky enough to stumble in here and take the time to read things that are written, stumbling out again, wishing they could have that five minutes of their life back, may actually find some value in my work.
Now, here in Canberra on another cold day I will continue on and I hope all and sundry are enjoying their own personal journey today.
That circle of life almost seems at times to travel on concentric lines, alternating occasionally, distorting in our minds time and space, sometimes seemingly providing simultaneous realities in one fleeting moment.
Time at work or other experiences that try the patience and the senses drag on and it often seems that days will never end while happenings that one remembers with fondness are suddenly exposed as distant memories when one searches the mind for time and dates of note in our lives. Life moves on quickly in some cases and not in others it seems. It’s all in the mind.
My days at work seem to blur and blend into one another and events that I thought only happened in the last twelve months have actually occurred years before much to my amazement. At times it is a shock to realise such time has passed and many people you have known over the years have moved on to new pastures yet time remains, seemingly immovable for me when I am at work.
It’s really not that bad. I know I whinge and complain and many who regularly read this blog are probably choking on their coffee as they read this paragraph with me proclaiming that working at AP isn’t so rough.
It’s not but, like all jobs it can really get you down at times and being such regular work it is boring and monotonous and can really try one’s patience.
But it is a job nonetheless and a job at AP is probably a job for life if you really want it to be even in the current circumstances of declining mail volumes.
Don’t worry, I haven’t suddenly had a revelation and now feel the rest of my life will be fullfilled if I stay in the job from here to eternity, but my mood this week has mellowed and I feel a little better than I normally do about such things. But stay tuned. The worm can turn and the wind can change and this time next week may see me ranting to a different tune. But for now I am calm and mellow and that is a good thing.
So, rather than writing endlessly inane drivel on my blog I will get to some real work, my freelance writing course and see if by doing it I can polish up my act a bit. Who knows, one day those who are unlucky enough to stumble in here and take the time to read things that are written, stumbling out again, wishing they could have that five minutes of their life back, may actually find some value in my work.
Now, here in Canberra on another cold day I will continue on and I hope all and sundry are enjoying their own personal journey today.
Strange Notations From a Laborious Life 