So I went to get new glasses Cos my eyes have felt real bad I went there feeling cr*p I left there feeling sad I squinted and I squirmed In that black opticians chair "I'm afraid your vouchers expired sir" "**** off that isn't fair!" Well that's what I wanted to say But I bit me lip and sighed When she told me what I owed I almost frickin died "How much?! I blurted back Wide eyed and unamused I was fed up and so I nodded **** me should have refused! I hope these glasses see covid It should for that friggin' sum Stick your lenses and your voucher Right up your b
I went to the opticians today. I almost fell off my chair at the price...
Is there really such a thing as "free time?" How can there be, when an hour spent practicing "self care" costs two hours of frantic writing and googling to finish an assignment due that very same day, when a day taken off of work costs two days worth of unpaid overtime to catch up on the overload, when a week spent recovering from another plunge into depression costs two more to find any semblance of order again.
When did it become shameful to "stop and smell the roses?" When did we stop encouraging "family time" and start encouraging forty-hour work weeks? When did "taking a break" become synonymous with "being lazy" and "hard work" become synonymous with "overworking?"
If making ends meet costs us our time, then what's the price of Happiness?
standing beside the roaring waves, was the girl with killer smile, she had so many hopes, rising in those angelic eyes, she asked me, if i wanted to buy something, i said,"love please", naive,i didn't know, it will cost my eternal peace.......... -memoona kazmi