People live and people die. It is what they do in between life and death that brings them happiness, the other things in life that matter, the other things in life that sucks, and everything else in between. For me, the pursuit of happiness trumps everything else.
Happiness is many things to different people and is different things at different times. The only constant among us all is that we are all our own people. There may be things that you and I like together, and there may be other things that we both dislike, but we are never the same in the way we look at things, do, and feel about things that matter in our life. Long story short - you do your thing and I will do mine, just don't let us get in each other's way too often.
Today, what brings me happiness is what I am doing now...writing. Sitting at my desk, in my room, reasonably warm and comfortable for Winter is long over and gone...with coffee and a glass of water nearby to keep me reasonably calm, cool, and collected.
You see the cup of Coffee (this morning Nescafe because I do not need a kick in my consciousness to get me going this morning), ice water to make drinking that coffee a damm sight easier, paper and pen to scribble whatever that comes into my head to be used later lest my feeble mind forgets, a box of PANAMAX (painkillers for my gout whenever I need them...and that is quite often these days) and, my IMac - such a wondrous machine that allows me to put into print my thoughts and my rantings for you guys to read. Oh yes, a pair of BOSE wireless headphones used to listen to mostly the BEATLES and Chuck Berry. Life is good!
It is Saturday 22 October 2022. 8. 17 AM. Melbourne.
KL and Bangsar, they are two different planets in a parallel universe, is far far away. I stopped myself from thinking too much of home - for that is what KL and Bangsar are to me - and focus on the present.
At 75, I am beginning to know what lies ahead as I get older. A gradual decline in my physical abilities. Pain. A lot of pain because of my gout and hernia. A greater understanding of life and what is important in that life.... and most welcoming of all...that "fuck fear, let us dance" feeling that you get when all that matters is doing the things that make you happy.
Enough of this contemplative writing. Enough of self-pity and giving in to my druthers. I must now write about the present. So, let me now begin to hantam Umno again, and again and again!
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