[Overjoyed by Stevie Wonder]
I have been really impatient with the world. Maybe its because it doesn’t hand me everything I want on a silver platter—mind you I could care less if it was paper with plastic utensils. But what bugs me is the fact that even when the world can’t hand me its leftovers, I still can’t control what I give myself and what I do with whatever it is—see I’m constantly switching between my innate naive and selfish persona and the “better” person I want to be. I can’t digest how tiny actions/mistakes on my part can escalate to how someone else’s day plays out.. I guess I’m unaware of what an influential ingredient I am in another’s life.
And I guess as far as service quality goes for the world, I can’t say 4 or 5 stars.. but I instead should take a good look into the silver platter, and realize what’s on the platter isn’t important—in fact it may be obscuring what’s truly valuble—the shiny reflection of a manifestation of my life, and the gazillion shimmering stars that blanket my night.
Goodnight world, hawaiian lullabies will sing me to sleep while someone else wakes up to a new day.