Tuesday 1.20am
Granville, NSW
Sitting bucknaked writing this shitty blog
Howdy,
Twice a week I work in a nursing home. Whenever you go in there, a putrid smell will hit you. You look up and see people wandering along the corridor aimlessly.
You talk to them and it seems like your talking to a brick wall.
A walking zombie.
There's no life in there. Years of wisdom and memories scooped out of them.
And then you talk to the other resident who can at least talk a few sentences. You can see it in their eyes, they know they going to waste in this prison shithole and their mind is slowing turning to mush.
One of the resident from the Balkans who can only remember the war. The loud sounds of gunfire and explosions constantly rewinds into her memory.
During the day, she screams and imitate the sound of gunfire:
"Ba-ba-ba-Bang! Bang! Bang!"
And then you see residents walking around with shit glued onto their pants. Glue-sticky-smelly-crappy-shit.
Almost most of the people I meet who are over 70's years old that still have the memory and mind still intact are generally lost people.
They complain that the years has passed by so quickly they didn't even realized it. You turn 20, and then you pass 30, then 40 and so on.... until you're an old fart who suddenly realize that haven't achieved much in life.
They have regrets. Usually what i hear from them is that only if they go through one of their crazy ideas - what would've happened?
They live a life of being too safe. They did the usual thing 'normal' thing like start a family, work like a slave for years and then retired.
But what if they try one of their ideas? What if they took the enormous risk? Would they have any regrets?
Think about this? Are you doing the same shit you're doing for years and think you're too old to start fresh?
Well if you do, then life will just pass by. Before you know it, you be 80 yrs old with nappy rash, wandering around aimlessly like a zombie and smell like rotten fish.
It's no good being safe, you need to take risks - it stimulates your mind and prevent your brain from rotting. No point having a life so you can please someone - you have to do it for yourself.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
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