Thursday, March 08, 2007
Pleasures
I need a moment.
What does that mean exactly? I have no idea, but for some reason, those very words found its way out of my mouth yesterday, when I was lunching with Rach. Got me thinking for a bit. Why would I make that sweeping statement? Why do I need a moment and what would I like to do in that moment? Should I disappear into the toilet for an hour or two? Will I be able to take the day off and vanish into the sunset? Can I book a flight out of S'pore and travel to where my heart takes me? As delightful as it sounds, somehow, those weren't the moments that I seem to be looking for. So I went about my day, feeling jaded, fast forgetting about that comment I made.
And as luck would have it, I found my moment today, in McDonald's. You know sometimes, you don't go looking for something but it comes looking for you instead? Ya, this was one of those times. I was eating lunch alone, which in itself was a nice moment. Silly me, to think that I could eat my glum away by ordering a happy meal. Anyway, I spent an hour eating, reading my book, and that, my friend, was the moment which I needed. I didn't realise until I was walking back to the office, how peaceful and happy I felt during that short time. Being in my own bubble even though I'm surrounded by many in the middle of crowded Orchard Rd. It's the same feeling as taking an afternoon nap and waking up feeling totally rejuvenated even though it has only been 15 mins.
If that's what they call the simple pleasures of life, I ought to be getting more.
Posted by Jo at 2:12 PM
