transformation
- n.,
a marked
changed in form, nature or appearance; a metamorphosis during the life cycle of
an animal
Written in the wee hours of the morning after a successful study-cram sesh:
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It was
one of those says, you know? You know the kind I mean? It was wholly and
completely one of those days.
A day
where my lecturer went on a spiel and started freaking us out about employment
and our ability to retain (or even obtain)
a job – ever. Full stop.
He then
listed pay, security and a job in the field in which we have studied our
collective bums off for 4 years (5 once, I’m finished) as things only
experienced by the few and the lucky. And then he went on to say something to
the effect of: by gosh you better hope you’re one of them or you better have a
back up plan, and then a back up plan for your back up plan. Ok? Ok.
Sure man
no worries. Imma just freak out over there for a second, ok? Ok.
It was
one of those days. Where I cracked my hip so loud that the kid sitting next to
me asked if I had just broken something. And I had to smile sweetly and try to
shrug it off when really I was dying to crack the other one and maybe my neck
too but there was no way I was going to do that after his look of horror.
It was
one of those days where 1 point down and suddenly my confidence was shot. My
hard work seemed pitiful. And my sigh outwards was a little too prominent for
such a small girl.
It was
one of those days where the word cleptocracy nestled itself into my vocabulary
and began to stare me down with a look of utter defiance. And Microsoft Word
tried to tell me it isn’t a word, when by golly you silly material thinker, it
is most definitely a word.
It was
one of those days when a mid-morning snack of a sesame bar and a crisp apple
kinda saved my soul.
Then,
quite suddenly and without warning, it turned into a different kind of day.
A day
where all my brothers call or text to say the sweetest brotherly things a
sister could hope to hear.
A day where jobs are given and exams are finished
and earl grey tea is on special and the next-door neighbor’s cat pops round for
a little cat-chat.
A day where I’m reminded that regardless of grades or money
or corrupt government, I am lucky. I am blessed. I am grateful.
It
doesn’t take much to turn one of those days into one of these days.
A
thought, a giggle, the anticipation of a scruffy embrace overdue and a little
bit of faith all combine to make a day worth waking up for.
Have no
doubt that the universe is unfolding as it should (Desiderata you old genius)
and that sometimes life is what happens when you let love run through your
veins.
Yeah that’s right.
Let it run rampant through your veins.
PEACE
& SO MUCH MORE
X
Poem courtesy
of the ever-gorgeous Lin Lin:
Drown
yourself in a sea of knowledge and existence
Let love
run through your veins
Let the
brilliant colours of the world fill your mind and bask in the light of your
soul
Feel.
Love. Inspire. Create.
