Babel

I’ve been staring at my monitor for hours, seldom blinking. Can’t help but realize that my monitor has been staring at me too and it’s constantly blinking. Of course it’s blinking you idiot. The cursor is active, what else are you thinking? Did you actually think I was staring at a dead monitor? Well, hell no! I’ve been staring at this tv-like-yet-responsive-creation-of-a-human-being thing since morning but still haven’t figured out how to put it to good use. I can practice coding for one, but good systems to work on seem to find their way at the same time to squeeze into my jelly-fish-sort-of brain. Go figure! How about facebooking? I can’t believe I have totally lost my interest with facebook. Does being on your late twenties automatically make you a dot to connect to and be connected to in the constellation called Not-in? Whew, alert! Haven’t really been productive last year and it is starting to freak me out that I’m on my way to continuing my journey on the road of being a pain in the ass to my leader and to the management. This thing which started to bore me last year has really gotten into my nerves. I’ve been finding a term for this thing but up to now I still call it, this thing. Has my brain lost its power? Probably loosen some bolts? Need to be cleaned? Be Re-formatted? De-fragmenting might work. Have I been writing non-sense this long? And who in their right mind would waste even a second to read and endure the agony of reading this non-sense? You did? Well, it could only mean one thing. You are bored yourself. Some things just don’t make sense right? And oftentimes it doesn’t help to read something which you can’t get the sense out of no matter how many times you re-read it and no matter how long you stare at the words that just seem to jumble and ended up as a sentence simply because it ends with a period. Maybe it is time to put everything to its proper use. In short, let’s get back to work kiddo!