Last night a taxi ran into my car at the driveway of the hotel while I was leaving. It registered a few scratches as it under steered while speeding into a wet driveway. For some reason, I wasn’t really pissed. After a brief inspection and apology from the driver, I told him it’s ok and we parted ways. As I age, certain things become less important and I start to lose that feeling of possessiveness over them. Personally I found it liberating. It feels good to spend more time doing something I enjoy than worrying about something I possess.
Just one of those Monday thoughts even though it’s early Tuesday now.
Here’s one my favourite Monday songs:D