I realized how tired I am when I saw this woman having a respite under the Dita tree at Virac downtown. At that moment, I want to sit beside her to get at least a brief interval of rest and be just an spectator of the hustle and bustle of the busy downtown. I did not. I was in a hurry.
Aren't we always in a hurry for something? We are constantly on the run, always wanting to be at pace with the pack, and sometimes wanting to be ahead in this marathon called life. We are always busy that we forget to pause for a moment and reflect if the things that keep us running all day give us a deeper sense of satisfaction and joy. Are we running towards the right direction?
I am glad I took this picture. This will be my constant reminder to give myself a timeout and rethink how I can move forward again without the pervading sense of urgency surrounding me. Maybe next time, you will see me sitting under that Dita tree.