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5 minutes to live

My little sisters were just talking about the speech contest at school today, mentioning how the winner spoke about the possibility of the fate of the entire earth could end within 5 minutes. As they went on I inevitably thought, without hestitation, that I'd read to my death if I knew I had 5 more minutes to live. At the end of their storytelling, the winning girl was asked by one of her teachers what she would do if she had 5 minutes to live:

My sister: And you know what she said?
Me: What?
Sister: She would read! Omg who would be reading if they had 5 minutes left to live?


Ever since my CEED debrief a few weekends ago, specifically after our guided meditation, I'd constantly been questioning... myself. What do I define happiness as? Why am I doing what I continually do not find pleasure in? Why are the triggers of happiness that come from the depths of my heart not those of saving the world, improving the lives of others around me, or improving myself? Have I been misguiding myself for how long now? And last but not least, what can I do to indulge in my pleasures for the rest of my life? So silly, I have been so silly... I am silly... and will continue to be so...

On a side note, I have discovered a newfound love in foreign language songs, currently can't get Arabic music out of my head...

posted by Irene @ 11:19:00 PM