Daily Prompt – Out of Breath

We all seem to insist on how busy, busy, busy we constantly are. Let’s put things in perspective: tell us about the craziest, busiest, most hectic day you’ve had in the past decade.

Most of my days are crazy busy – some more than others, however there isn’t really one specific day that stands out against the rest over the past decade – although let’s be honest, I can barely remember what I did last week, rather than ten years ago.

Daily Prompt – Favourite Mistake

Is there a mistake you’ve made that turned out to be a blessing — or otherwise changed your life for the better? Tell us all about it.

I’ve been sitting here for about 45 minutes, racking my brain trying to think of something actually worth writing about… and the only thing that I can think of is this one day I was late for work…

Daily Prompt – Game of Groans

Think about an object, an activity, or a cultural phenomenon you really don’t like. Now write a post (tongue in cheek or not — your call!) about why it’s the best thing ever.

Jeebus, where the fuck do I start… Football maybe? Chino’s? Hipsters? Dumbass people on public transport? Stupid drivers? Fucktards in general…?

Daily Prompt: Que Sera Sera

Do you believe in fate or do you believe you can control your own destiny?

I generally believe in fate. I think that everything happens for a reason – whether that reason is clear or not. I know that there are people who believe that they can control their own destiny, but I generally disagree with that view of thinking.

I believe that fate is what controls our lives. We can try to control it as much as possible, but things happen to each of us for all different reasons.

Hands up any of you who have had one of those days where everything just seems to go completely wrong – and before you know it, you’re already wishing you had’ve just stayed in bed.

I have had a countless amount of those days. For example, just recently, I slept through my alarm, waking up when I was supposed to actually be catching the bus on the way to work. I rushed around the house in a complete panic getting ready and packing my bag, only to race out of the building and find myself stuck on the wrong side of the road waiting for a break in the traffic. Whilst I was waiting to cross, the bus that I had intended on catching, turned the corner and left  – without me. Awesome. I then had to wait another 20mins for the next bus, which ended up being late, only to then get stuck in peak-hour traffic, and subsequently break down a few blocks from the train station. By this stage I had already called work to tell them I was running quite late. I power-walked down to the train station, only to discover that there was a delay on the train line I catch, and I had to catch a different train into the city, and then change again in order for me to get to the station I needed to get to. By this stage, I was already starting to get a bit sweaty from being so rushed, but I could deal with it when I got to the office.

The train arrived, and then stopped in between stations for another 5 minutes, waiting for the train in front of us to move out of the station – it was having an engine fault. By this stage I was already 20mins late for work. I then (finally) got my station, and got off to catch a tram, and just missed the tram I needed and the next one wasn’t for another 9minutes. Instead, I ended up walking the rest of the way. It took longer than 9 minutes, but no tram had passed me by the time I got to the office – so I took some very minor comfort knowing that it was faster to walk rather than wait for a tram.

All up… I was on hour late to work.

It’s just like when you’re driving somewhere and you really want to just get there… and you end up getting every. single. red. light. After about 5 in a row, you’re ready to tear your hair out, and screaming out to God / Mother Nature / Life as to why it seems to hate you so much.

Can you control that? Not at all. It’s out of your control.

In my situation, could I have controlled any of that? I could have gotten up when I was supposed to, but who’s to say that the same thing wouldn’t have happened?? I can say that in my experience, it has. I’ve had days where it’s taken me almost two hours to get to work. Granted, it has only happened a couple of times, but it has happened. And it’s all out of my control. I can only do so much… the rest, as I said before, I believe is simply fate.

Sometimes I think life is there to test me. To try and see what my breaking point is. Maybe it’s God (not that I acutally believe in God) or Mother Nature, or some other spiritual entity, watching me, thinking ‘Now, what can I do today, to really piss him off?’. Sometimes I feel as though life just seems to hate me. Sometimes it makes me feel that I shouldn’t ever leave the house, and should just confine myself to my apartment – but knowing my track record, I’d do that, and then have a three-day power outage.

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