Monday, the day that marked the beginning of another week. It seems long.. It means the same routine over and over again,.
For an office worker to get back to their cubical, another day to continue and finished up with what is not done..For a students,it is time to submit their home work or what ever that is given to be evaluated and just another day to start up with new topics..
Its a tedious process and seems harsh.. eat so much of our times chained us down and the rewards is yet still far beyond, tantalizing and giving a constant test to our will if we fully deserve them or not..For the Man and woman without strength, would pull over to the side, giving up because the inevitable wash them out to early to soon..some still holding on,because they have hope.. they have faith.. they believe in something, waiting and for them to grab hold on to and believe that this rewards sent a huge warm fuzzy feeling inside and draw a smile on their face every times regardless the long tiring process they have to endure in the early stage.
It is the joy that in the end that count. I am one of this people.. Joy Addict .. I love it,..
The process is like a climbing a ladder, ''the higher you get the more clear view you acquired the more fresh air for you to breath'', after a while those legs start to feel weary,.. You can either choose to descent or proceed ascending to the top.. and I choose to continue climbing to the top because I know it in my heart those fuzzy feeling will always and will be there to greet me..
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