I Used To Be A Rat Gnawing Trashes Somewhere

I used to be a rat racing with time in order to covet that what you call financial stability as an end to my so-called life.

Along the process of my frenzied mass accumulating wealth which I thought would give me happiness and peace of mind, I realized that there are more essential things in life that I could not get in my quest for my money-making scheme.

I practically burnt midnight oils and I made night, a day. Twenty four hours of non-stop working was never enough. I was so focused in getting what I wanted in life. I thought I was invincible. A superhuman. I was stupid.

After years of sleepless nights, I earned the money I wanted but as I looked at the mirror, I was a zombie. Zombie in many ways that I forgot my relationships with other people and most of all, I forgot my family’s need of a good father. I was not essentially present to my kids. I was already dead to them.

More than that, my health bug and pound me to the ground. At least now, I almost 100% “rat-free” plus my health is already gaining its lost luster.

The rat mindset is really addictive more than getting doses of morphine.

Rat as I call myself but that was before. Lately, I realized that what I traverse was just a shitty path that will led me to oblivion.

Now, I make it a point that time should be spent more in building better relationships to people especially to my family because through them I can live eternal as they remember and pass on to their families the better me who touched their lives in one way or another.

Making people smile and feel better to themselves is far more fulfilling than amassing wealth in the process.

Truly, this is a sick mindset for other people but what can I do, this my mindset. I own it. I am entitled for it.

seocontest2008 is underway, again, It is another way of proving my line of thought.

Whoa!