The International Exchange
Do we leave our Messenger on just to affirm our existence in this world?
'Cuz sometimes I would rather not turn it on, because it could be on for the entire day and nobody comes up to check things out with me. Or me checking things out on them.
Do we leave the Messenger on so that we know that we take up some space in other people's lives, but they may not necessary care about our existence in their lives?
Well, actually we do care about the existence of others. Only when we need their help.
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That's what friends are for, to make use of each other, a friend once commented. I kinda reject the thought at first. But then, it made perfect sense. Friendship nowadays are looking like transactions. In the ideal situation, care and concern for one another will garner the same in return, if not more.
But most of the time, we are too caught up with our lives to be bothered to give the other person a fair trade in return. We make use of another person when we need their time to be our emptiness-filler. The other person used us to get away from thoughts of someone they hate or dislike.
It's a exchange somewhat. Give me something, and I will give you my time, my ear, my eye, my chocolates. Be nicer, and maybe I will give you my touch.
So in case you need me, just pop me a message on my Messenger. But I'll have to see if I feel like replying to you or not. Let my time, my eye, my ear, my concentration make the choice.
My Messenger is on.
[ I'm sorry. The current mood now is... wistful. ]
'Cuz sometimes I would rather not turn it on, because it could be on for the entire day and nobody comes up to check things out with me. Or me checking things out on them.
Do we leave the Messenger on so that we know that we take up some space in other people's lives, but they may not necessary care about our existence in their lives?
Well, actually we do care about the existence of others. Only when we need their help.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
That's what friends are for, to make use of each other, a friend once commented. I kinda reject the thought at first. But then, it made perfect sense. Friendship nowadays are looking like transactions. In the ideal situation, care and concern for one another will garner the same in return, if not more.
But most of the time, we are too caught up with our lives to be bothered to give the other person a fair trade in return. We make use of another person when we need their time to be our emptiness-filler. The other person used us to get away from thoughts of someone they hate or dislike.
It's a exchange somewhat. Give me something, and I will give you my time, my ear, my eye, my chocolates. Be nicer, and maybe I will give you my touch.
So in case you need me, just pop me a message on my Messenger. But I'll have to see if I feel like replying to you or not. Let my time, my eye, my ear, my concentration make the choice.
My Messenger is on.
[ I'm sorry. The current mood now is... wistful. ]
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