aug 21 in post adolescence

"i am busy" thats the terms we use to state our status the most often. and we are always out of time, catching up our schedule.

people read papers while waiting for the bus, in the bus or even on the road as if we use our time "wisely". people have their headphone set while waiting for the bus, in the bus and even walk on the street as if thats the trendy cosmopolitan should do. 

if the romantic metaphor is right about how desperate a person want to fly oversea just to be with "the one". then it's totally the opposite when it comes to a mon-fri morning. we want to be anywhere but the place we are heading to. 

we dont want to see the street that reminds us we are on the way to the office. we are not interested in involving any conversation because everyone is so deadly.

we get on the bus, we get out the bus. we are like products, shopped from A to B. And as long as people are wiling to pay, even our freedom can be sold.

in our mind, there's a better place. it is the desire of going to that place drives us to the office. 

but somehow sometimes i wonder the real final destination our single minded paranoid behavior lead us to.