Catching up a twenty-dollar expense was pretty ironic for a morning exercise, specially when Adele’s song “I’ll Be Waiting” was playing and the shuttle just moved away from me.
Yes, that’s how my day started. I was half-awake, half-dreaming and half-planning. If not for the time, I would not move. I swear. But it is all about time. My life here after moving is defined by time. From the moment I press a key on my phone to stop the morning alarm to the time I brush my hair and get disgusted by my “hair fall”, I beat time. From catching the 6:07 bus to the 6:22 train, my expenses and career are depending on time.
For 14 straight hours today, I was catching time. Perhaps, understanding my routine and goal for the day can help me determine what lies beyond time which makes me follow and run after it.
Then, I stopped.
I started not to look and think about time. I literally walked backwards…to live against time, to laugh at myself for being structured and motivated, to stay in a booth and feel home.
100611: Two Dollar Expense