Musings..

And I went to the FLA exhibition... to learn that there's so much franchises around me..

My friend and I was sharing about our lives and concluded on how busy all Sgreans are. We forget about our parents picking things up after us, we take for granted our dear friends cleaning our mess. We forget our keys, miss out important details, skip meals... all for busynes... what busyness?!

I want, for my life, i will have, TIME. Time to pick up my own mess, time to finish my own laundry, time to notice the worries of the man sitting beside me on the SBS bus, and time to allow passengers to alight. TIME to indulge in the learning of dressmaking, time to slowly figure out how to make food taste good. Time to prepare oneself mentally for partnership, and time to engage your loved ones as part of your life.

I guess, also, time to finish working on my Mozart. People nowadays like POP. WHy pop? Pop is like fake resonance from the electric guitar. Pop is like the imitation of our instruments in terms of absolute numbers: 60Hz, 61Hz. But no, life is non-digital. life is analogue. A tone is 60.87239Hz, maybe, or 60.123945Hz... that's analogue, we don't know.

Life should be classical. Slow, patient, practised. Remaining classical in this world of POP. Respect the smelly students who squeeze the bus with you after work, appreciate the  spider that weaved its web-its work of art that you accidentally bumped into.