Amidst the chaos my life is in, I’ve always found time for my family. After all, I still live with them, so it is my duty (and pleasure) to lend a hand whenever I can. They don’t ask much of me, not as much as they used to anyway, so whenever I’m given a task, I jump at it.
I was asked to make a quick run to the Pharmacy for some supplies. I remembered I needed an afro pick, so I figured what the hay; might as well knock out two birds with one stone eh?
I threw on the nearest t-shirt, which happened to be thrown on the floor under my desk; its black and has the phrase “Basketball is life… the rest is mere details”. Man! Those were the days eh? Shootin’ hoops with my friends in the Filipino compound’s basketball court. I remember when that t-shirt came down to my knees, now I’m afraid I’d bust out of it if I sneezed too hard. They don’t make t-shirts like this any more…
… After spending a good 10 minutes searching for my sneakers (which are never in the same room) I patted myself down for the familiar bulges; keys, id, wallet, cellphone (what bulges were you thinking of eh?). Then I head out, giving the cats a quick snuggle. I love my cats, they bring that ray of sunshine in my life when I feel my darkest. There’s nothing like the sound of a playful meow to put everything in perspective…
So I start walking. I know the neighborhood like the back of my hand, so I pretty much set myself on autopilot, allowing myself a chance to let my mind wander. I enjoy errands, they are almost therapeutic; an escape from my desk, which has been my place of worry for the past 6 years. My desk and my computer monitor; God I need a life!
I think about ways I could come up with some cash while I’m in college, I fantasize about hitting it big with real-estate investments, staring up my own company and owning a small part of a neighborhood. Opening up a bodega or two and providing a good service for my community, when I realize something… I was walking in the wrong friggin direction! No, I was literally walking away from my intended destination. I realized that I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I completely unaware of where I was going.
It was then that I realized how easy I can lose track of time when I’m deep in thought; whether I’m mulling over some sloppy-ass code, or day dreaming of being a superhero, the 5 minutes I think I’m spending could very well have been 10-20 minutes. By then I was in the pharmacy, and out in 2 minutes flat. I don’t even remember arriving back home, so I must have lost myself in thought again…
Come to think of it, I don’t remember the details of most of the today… So I guess I’ll just cut the crap, and get back to work.
happens to me alot bro, just driving and listening to nothing but the thoughts in ur head…