immovable objects

I had another splendid drive home tonight after a quick destress session with Darren and a cuppacino. He is becoming my constant yumcha companion here in Melbourne. There is something about the both of us (childhood, interests, age, etc) that allows us to be very ngam keng. The weather is now freezing at nights and even during the days. I experienced my first can't be bothered to leave my warm bed and blankets on this 5 degree Monday morning.

WINTER is officially here for the year of 2005.



Anyways, what does one do about immovable objects in life?

I am using immovable objects as a metaphor to mean people who are stubborn by nature. I am not a very patient person. I blame my young age for giving me this desire to constantly want things to happen... I want things to go my way, NOW! I refer to this as having hot blood. Perhaps, I should be more tolerant of other people. I will probably acheive the age where I mellow out later on in my life.

I was driving home and I came across a long stretch that I usually take was under repairs. The good Council of Melbourne had their team of worker ants out tearing up the tram tracks and replacing them. I really was not in the mood to slow down and drive at 20kmph for what would be a really long, long while.

I gave my little problem some though...

Can't go pass it?
Go around it.
Can't go around it?
Go over it.
Can't go over it?
Go under it.
Can't go under it?
IGNORE it...

I kept my beloved Penny Tai on repeat, grinned and drove on...
Albeit, real slowly.

And, that is the exact same response I had heard my father tell me many times before. When dealing with stubborn people, if you cannot sway them with reasonable arguements, what are you going to do?

What can you do? Absolutely nothing.

Worry is wasteful. I won't waste my time, my mental faculties and my effort to stress over something I CANNOT CHANGE.