you wake up early (the earlier the better), take a quick shower and get your breakfast "on-the-go" in a plastic cup or a doggy bag. you take a bus to school reading something in between the stops. you go to lectures, tutorials, activities, club meetings, varsity games etc. etc. etc. everything in the speed of light without a single thought: why?
but: hurry, hurry, hurry! thinking is not the case here. eat faster, sleep faster, run faster, fuck faster... to save more time, to earn more time, to have more time. time is money after all, ain't it? and here, in north america it really is money. so hurry, read this note faster, i bet you have an appointment or a meeting. save your fucking 25%. forgot to breath? oh, yes. the whole society did. everyone is sucked into the vicious circle of capitalism. streams of people flooding through corridors and street, breathless, craving for some time they could just sweetly waste, gasping for an intake of air that does not lead to another pursuit. and if everyone is doing so, why would one bother opposing the crowd? oh, they're already gone in a hurry for something else, someone else.
very few take their time, just like me this morning, and sit out of this whole capitalistic pursuit of one's own tail for a little while. very few take their time, just like me this morning, and have their cup of italian coffee, not because it pumps caffeine up the brain, but for its splendid taste. very few take their time, just like me this morning, and simply observe. i still value things extrinsicly. and if i stop, if i ever stop, wherever i am just find me and kick my ass (i will cover your plane ticket) telling me: "you are part of that". hopefully that is never going to happen and i will preserve what i have so deeply believed in. i deeply desire so.
finishing touch has been already written by polish priest and poet jan twardowski:
"Let us hurry to love people; they depart so quickly"
and you? go further, hurry, get what you want, keep chasing your tail... or drop by for a cup of tea this evening...
