Three books and 40 years of "real" life at a glance.. telegram boy, letter-writer, delivery boy, (shitty imigrant with bad teeth and an infectious eye), houseman @ hotel, US Army, warehouseman, insurance clerk, (student), teacher, "prof." (lecturer is the word), teacher all the rest of his life.. (oh, no, he's now a writer)
could I have imagined how lucky I am currently, having no real jobs to do and yet do not have to ask anybody for money for at least the next coming 6 months? (all I need to do is to fight with my own conscience while learning to become a robot of certain type in this miserable commericial city that I would never, I really mean never, belong to.. that sounds easy enough to anybody except, this goddamn, excuse me for the word, naive youngster writing here with his oldish way of looking at the world..)
well, that's enough for today.. I actually have a "happy day" reading on MTR, @CityU, @home, everywhere, and at the same time, proceeds 1 or 2 pages for my Group Theory ambition.. isn't that very enough for a day?? Why so harsh on yourself anyway??
Boss is starting to pop up though.. so it's time to be a robot again.. thanks CityU for its well-eqipped library.. hopefully I could get my PIN tomorrow, so that I could log on their computers.. and save an hour travelling every other day..
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