It's a Sunday evening and I am contemplating work tomorrow and regretting the end of the weekend. I anticipate suffering from Monday morning blues. And of course it is better to be with your family or enjoy whatever form of recreation your weekend provides.
However I remember an Australian I met in Tokyo on a business visit. As we travelled to the office we were to work in on the punctual but crowded metro I asked him how he was doing. He said "I am just glad to have woken up this morning and be alive for another day." He was half joking but he has captured a real truth.
I watched my mother's physical and mental health decline in her eighties in an old people's home. Actually my Australian colleague was right. It is a privilege to wake up for another day and so what that it's a working one? It is still about being alive and appreciating whatever comes to pass even if times are difficult at your work. There are always things to do and to learn from. At work or at play.
However I remember an Australian I met in Tokyo on a business visit. As we travelled to the office we were to work in on the punctual but crowded metro I asked him how he was doing. He said "I am just glad to have woken up this morning and be alive for another day." He was half joking but he has captured a real truth.
I watched my mother's physical and mental health decline in her eighties in an old people's home. Actually my Australian colleague was right. It is a privilege to wake up for another day and so what that it's a working one? It is still about being alive and appreciating whatever comes to pass even if times are difficult at your work. There are always things to do and to learn from. At work or at play.
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