Coffee for breakfast...

Dear bloggie,

Having lived in as a corporate slave for 8 years, I learn that different peoples have different goals in their life... Some want to be a rich, be a playboy, travel the world, etc...

Today being partially sick with a bloody mild fever, headache, sore throat, and cough... I decided to take the day off... After all I busted my arse to fix the pile of bugs... Also I had a interview appointment which I was really tempted to cancel and RnR at home...

Anyway, after having daily breakfast at home which consist of 2-3 pieces of karipaps and a cuppa of coffee... I felt the urge, to have a breakfast outdoor... Let it be mamak or a coffee shop... It's a wonderful morning, and it's such a waste to hide myself in my fortress of solitude. So I went out to have breakfast at mamak. I arrived at the mamak and noticed some people that were having their breakfast there. A bunch of old folks, a mother and his son, some lone rangers like me...

As I order the Breakfast Set A which consist of 2 half boiled eggs, 1 steam bread and 1 cuppa coffee at a price of RM4, I sat there wondering how at ease I was with myself... I wonder how such simple thing could be so satisfying...

As I sip my hot cheap mamak coffee, I gaze lazily at the serenity around me... and I wonder would I be happier if I work a less salary work but get to have more simple but serene moments like this one or would I rather work like I'm but get to drink an expensive starbucks coffee? I find the answer really funny, as while I yearn for luxury things like starbucks, expensive meals, etc... I deep inside think (or perhaps it's just wishful thinking) I would be happier getting to have a serene breakfast everyday at the cost of $$$. Logic dictates, leading such a simple low income life would lead me to financial ruins in the near future... but I ponder would the opposite really bring me happiness in return? Some Most people would probably tag me as a lazy arse for yearning for such a life...Why no aim higher, achieve more, etc... blablabla.... Money, fame, achievement, social status.... Are you life measured using these yardsticks? Are we nothing more but how much we have in our bank account? What and where we afford to dine? What kinda expensive watch we wear? What kind of car we drive? What kind of view the society view us as? I'm not saying having these thing define who we are is bad but is that what defines us as a whole?

I guess what kinda breakfast one yearns for differs from people to people... There's no right nor wrong... simply the fact one have to really take a look at oneself and then consider do I want to change my breakfast or not?

Still, I have to admit this morning breakfast was perhaps the most simple and yet most satisfying one I had in a very long time...