Tamagyo

It's another Sunday where I feel like life is going on all sorts of direction. I can't seem to focus on one thing and try to get it to go into the sunset. When you have too much time, it just feels like you have the freedom to do anything and while it is fun like that sometimes you only get to do shallow things. 

Out of the 24 hours allocated to each being - living or not - on this world, I strive to use at least 6 hours of those for sleeping. The rest is totally up to my discipline in following my 'supposed' schedule. I have at most 18 hours to spend doing whatever legal thing bound by the law there is to do but because of several limits I often end up sitting through about 10 hours of that 18 hours in front of my laptop. While I do enjoy the company of my girlfriend...er, I mean my laptop the fact that the day is passing quick and another day from the future is approaching worries me to no end.

A lot of people know what they want and where they know they should go. As for me, I feel like I'm lost. That or I just have no clear sense of direction or destination (Yeah, I got that from Hachimitsu to Clover). The first month of the new year is ending, February is the shortest month of the year and before I know it it's March already. The days pass by so quickly when we don't think about it. Still, time feels like it always wants to play with beings like me.

Time truly is the oldest torture instrument. It's always there, always moving, always observing. It constantly strikes us but the pain is mainly subjective.

I don't really know why I've thought all that when all I wanted to post was a photo of my breakfast earlier. Nissin Chow Mein, spam and an egg that took form of a fish. Hence, tamagyo. (you can all laugh now).

I didn't realize my leg got caught up in the photo...fat and hairy, like Hagrid