Today's been shitty alright. I hadn't been able to nail the fun in the head the way I had planned it. And while that seems okay to me, I can't stop thinking about the conversations I had with some friends of mine while we had gathered over at his place. You will forgive me for not showing any pictures taken with my phone concerning that. Well, it is because I never took a picture. I guess I was so into the moment that I had no idea that a picture of that scene would worth it, or probably come in handy.
While the trio, me included, were busy catching some fun in the room we had all stayed in, the fourth person was already lost in thoughts. I had noticed earlier but decided not to really make a scene - at least not immediately. And yea, I wasn't the only one to notice the silent mood of James.
Hey man! What the hell is wrong? You going to be a father?
At first, we all including James, laughed at the ridiculous jokes Elijah had thrown. And at that point, I knew he wasn't really lost in thought. If not, I am sure he wouldn't had heard or understood what his friend had asked him at once.
Am okay guys. I can hear and feel every thing you all are doing. But I am currently thinking of something at the moment.
He had spoken to his friends who were all staring at him, wondering what the hell he was thinking about.
🙄You are always worrying too much man. Feel free and get in on the fun. Worrying ain't gonna give you any thing but bad luck.
He had made that face and talked. I guess they were all led to believe that James is always fond of the habit of thinking much. I don't really know what had given them that assumption because this was the first time he had cut himself off our conversation - at least this is the first I have seen him do so. James is always the humor king among us.
Common guys. This isn't worrying at all. I am just thinking of what I can venture into. I was thinking if I should go for Programming or something else best known to me. Besides, thinking and worrying are two different things and I am just thinking here.
I had agreed with him concerning the fact that thinking and worrying are two different things. And the latter is found amongst the characteristics or qualities of any successful man you will ever find. Most people had been scared of thinking because they believe that it can take life. But it is obvious that they had mistaken this for worrying. As a teacher of mine would always say, "Thinking saves you. And worrying kills you."
This catapulted me back to the past, when I was still much younger. My late Aunt would always be moody. I mean, she was fun and lively alright, but you would always notice that mood swing if you could pay close attention to her. I would always hear people who are close to her, grown ups to be precise, much more like relatives, telling her not to worry about it too much. They would always say she has no control or decision over it and all she have to do is pray and hope. But the hoping should not come with some heavy worrying like she's doing. I was feeling tempted to ask what the problem has always been, but I guess I was considering the fact I was still a little boy and I shouldn't be interrupting in adult's matters.
She would always take her pills as I would watch her open them sachets by sachets as she takes them in. She does this every time she had just finished eaten. Well, I knew she was sick. She always complained that. But she still looked healthy - at least to me. However, few years back when I had grown up a little both in stature and age, I went to spend the holiday at her place that Sunday night. Hoping to stay over for a week or so. And as she was about to leave for work the next morning, as usual, she had pecked my cheek while I was asleep (Or should I say pretending to be asleep.) Little did I know that it was the last peck I would receive from her as she was later on reported to have suddenly fell down at her work place and gave up the ghost.
It was until then it dawn to me that all this while, she had been worried of the fact she didn't have a child of her own after many years of marriage.
And she was getting old. According to the doctor, she reportedly died of high blood pressure.
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