for one more day

After dwelling in school for longer than I had planned to, I took the bus 93 and transferred to bus 25 which would eventually bring me to Kembangan mrt, somewhere close to home. Somehow, fate intervened and I missed the stop as I had fallen asleep on the short journey. Seemed like I'm more tired than I'd admit to myself. But anyway, due to this 'divine intervention', I ended up at Bedok interchange.

At this point, I figured since I'm so near to the library, I might as well visit it and borrow some books. It has been quite a long while since I have granted myself the leisure to read some books, so it was a refreshing visit (maybe it was refreshing 'cos of the frigid temperature xD).

Now, I'm reading For One More Day by Mitch Albom. Somewhere along the book, I read this phrase which seemed to sum up what I've been trying to articulate to friends recently, albeit in different contexts. "Kids chase the love that eludes them". We seem to chase after the things that is harder for us to get. Friendships. Love. Everything. Is it because these 'impossible' entities evoke an instinctive need for us to overcome the obstacles and gain immense satisfaction? This reminds me of one of the argument that supports monopolies - and that is, the high barriers of entry serve as an incentive, a motivation of sorts, for new firms to innovate and come up with new products to try and break through the seemingly-unreachable fence to achieve supernormal profits. In Economics, we call it creative destruction.

All of a sudden, I remember this writing on time:

Dear friend,
To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.
To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.
To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.
To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics.

Treasure every moment that you have.
Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is mystery.
Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present (:

They say it takes but a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them... and an entire life to forget them. I hope I'll never look back at these memories in the way people look back at their vacations - memorable and enjoyable periods, but eventually, they were all moments that have come to past.

Anyway, here's a photo I just received recently (: