Sunday, February 22, 2009

was thinking, everytime i finish a solid hard day of work, what form of escapism do i have? after all that patient carrying, injury-tending, people-consoling, putting-on-that-stoic-face moments, what can i really do to forget that sort of environment for just a while.

drive around? nah, no license and no car.

eat? there are only so many times you can stuff yourself silly.

running and gymming? a slight distraction. worthwhile, but still doesn't hit the sweet spot.

soccer? if only it was an everyday occurence.

the answer? travelling. of course i would love to go to the colliseum in rome, or ride a gondola in venice, ski in the alps, pray in the blue mosque in istanbul; but i can't. not right now anyway.

i guess i just have to make do with locking myself in my room and drowning myself in music (: