No Time to Waste
Fill in the blank: “Life is too short to _____.” Now, write a post telling us how you’ve come to that conclusion. – Daily Prompt
Life is too short, to worry about the past,
Or brood on what could have been,
Or fret on things that can’t change or last;
Yet at times, anxiety strikes unseen
And into deep despair, he is cast.
But a driving dose of Les Brown
And inspiring quotes, quite upbeat,
Then from his face, take off the frown
And get him back on his feet;
In melancholy, he refuses to drown.
Though to a quote by Stendhal, he cannot pay heed,
When he yawns and nods off on a balmy day;
For of haste, or hurry, he finds no need,
As he listens and watches sweet nature in play;
Time stands still, there’s all the time in the world indeed…
P was heart-broken with all the rejection letters he was getting from his job applications. He put his feet up on the foot stool and stretched out on the deck chair in the verandah, ruminating on his efforts at finding a job (See https://avatarofmrbean.wordpress.com/2014/11/08/needing-experience-to-gain-experience/…). His coffee stood neglected on a side table. He was feeling very downhearted, considering that he once did have a job that he had left on a foolish whim to travel and see other parts of the world. He kept thinking on how things would have turned out only if he hadn’t been so impulsive. Was he wrong in thinking that life is too short to spend it just slogging away at work, not seeing other parts of this earth?
He was slowly spiralling down into a whirlpool of self blame and depression when he remembered what a good friend used to tell him. He often used to say that P was rich! P’s bank balance was only a couple of dollars then, but George told him that he considered P to be very rich… in life experiences… and that in China, they believed that when you die, your soul does not take anything with it, other than your experiences!
P tried to convince himself once again, as he muttered to himself that life is too short to spend brooding about the past.
His spirits slowly lifted up as he opened his laptop, and a whole lot of quotes on “Life is too short….” showed up on his search.
“Life is too short to work so hard” by Vivien Leigh, was the one that he could very well connect with. It gave him the perfect excuse for having quit his job to see the world! That was not a foolish thing to do at all!
“Life is too short to worry about anything. You had better enjoy it because the next day promises nothing” by Eric Davis, was the other quote that made him take a conscious effort to shake off his melancholy.
“Life is too short to miss out on the beautiful things like a double cheeseburger” by Channing Tatum, tantalised P, but he decided to settle for the home-made coffee rather than drive to the nearest McDonald’s.
“Life is too short to not savour every moment of it,” muttered P as he swirled his cup of coffee, inhaled in its aroma and took a little sip, savouring its flavour.
Slowly sipping his coffee, he relaxed totally in his deck chair, looking out into the garden where bees were humming amidst the lavender blooms and flowers, and butterflies were flitting happily. A couple of magpies were watching something from their perch on the fence. He could even hear a kookaburra laughing, up above on a gum tree. He now felt he had all the time in the world ….
P yawned and slowly nodded off in the balmy afternoon. His laptop was still open, showing a quote he had missed – “Life is too short, and the time we waste in yawning never can be regained.” by Stendhal