A Speck of Dust in a Great Vast Universe

"Why are you so depressed? You seem less energetic now since we last met... "
"You were not the Zen I knew..."

"Do you remember that it was you who was always there to bring me up when I was down?"
"Do you remember who was the one that couldn't think straight? It was never you... "

"Don't worry so much... don't think so much. Just sweat. "

The one who lectures is now the one being lectured. So much has happened... and you have progressed so far. Yet I have not improved , in fact I moved a few hundred steps back from my starting point. Seeing your achievements as compared to mine, I am but a speck of dust in the entirety that is life. 

Thank you for the reminder. Time to move forward. 

Lesson 1

Love is when...
you bear the pain whilst letting her decide what she is most comfortable with, even when the decision conflicts with your desires.

You bear the pain... you held on to your smile. 

Vacuum Cleaner

I am a vacuum cleaner.
I get called upon when there is a mess to be cleared.
I am important... is what she/they have me believe.

But I receive no love, nor the extra level of attention to ensure my well being.
I would only be remembered when the task in hand specifically requires my expertise, and thereafter I will be returned to my accommodation... A little dark room with the other "important" "tools" that belief in their so called importance.

I do not wish to be a vacuum cleaner.
I do not wish to be remembered only when I am needed.
I do not wish to be your tool.

I only wished for a little love...

A tall order...

For a vacuum cleaner.