I am having some long days and nights this semester, and I don’t complain - it is a lot of fun. I get to work with great people. It is fun, although sometimes teeth-clenching “gotta pull through to reach my goals”-type of fun. All that I just say to explain why I am still, and not already, awake at 7am - I’m trying to fill my brain with facts about economics, taxes and stuff for an exam in an hour. Anyway - here’s the observation I wanted to tell you about:
When I opened my window to let in some cold air, to get my brain back to work and to refresh my senses - it is totally dark outside, only the street lights are on - I saw people walking the streets… little people - school children. I re-checked the clock - it is 7am, they are on their way to catch the bus to be in school at 8. And I said to myself - gosh, they have a tougher life than I do. And I guess they do, on many more levels than that. Children have the toughest jobs of all, and the most hated job for sure: Growing up. Damn, it really is a shame you can’t quit that one.