Growing

On this edition of... "yuki's minute" the prompt is: Growing Older

• Write a response to the phrase "growing older."

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We grow older every day. Is there really much difference between days, weeks, months and years? If you live every day for what it's worth, then wouldn't that pretty much be the same for every week, month, and year? They say that with age comes wisdom, but the real wisdom is knowing how to use it.

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"Wise beyond his years"...

I get that a lot when people look at me or my picture(s). Why do people always associate one's looks with age? Even knowing that certain races have some age-defying protein or what-not in their bodies to make them look (almost) eternally young. I've had people think that I'm still a teenager, and that's fine by me if they want to think that. It just makes me seem that much smarter when they come to me for advice or help.

For me, growing older isn't much different than everyday life. You age the same sitting up, lying down, or standing. It matters not. What matters is what you do as you grow older. Reading can be the same as watching a movie. Doing a crossword puzzle can be the same as watching and/or participating while watching Jeopardy! The quality of one's life doesn't mean you have to be stressed out all the time. All of these are things you learn as you 'grow older'

I don't mind growing older, but if someone had found a way to grow younger, that would just be... well, I can't describe how great that would be...

Are you dreading growing older? If so, I'd like to hear why.

Mata ne!

Where Do YOU Begin?

On this edition of... "yuki's minute" the prompt is: First Day

• Describe a "first day" in your life (first day of marriage, of school, at a new job, etc.)

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I wasn't as nervous starting on this first day. Actually, I don't really remember if I felt any nervousness at all, which strikes me as quite odd since I hadn't even been in the city for even a week. maybe that's what helped, as well; not having to wait out an entire application process. In any case, that first day was five years ago, when I first started where i still work today...

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Wow... I can't believe I've been were I work for five years... I can't believe I've lasted HERE for five years. Back when I lived in Chicago, the longest job I ever held was a year and a half. Though, I don't know if I would have still been working there today, if it hadn't been for the terrorist attacks in '01. I'd like to think I would have, but if I had, then I wouldn't have been able to know all the amazing people who've come into my life since moving here.

Just this once, I'll stray from topic... I say they are all amazing, yet I don't think I can really call any of them my friends. I wish that I could. But calling them friends would mean that we all hang out someplace other than at work. It seems to be difficult to have friends in this day and age... Well maybe it's more "at my age"... Life seems to be so busy now, and the only time I ever really get to relax is when I get to go home from work. Even on my days off, I have errands and chores.

I don't think it's just me, either. Most of the people I know, nowadays are married and have children, families of their own to take care of. They have a lot more "First Day"s than I'll probably see.

Any "First Day"s any of you want to share? I can't guarantee that it'll open your eyes, like mine did, but sometimes it's good know where you've been in order to find out where you want to go

Mata ne!

Can You Hear Me?

From here on out I'm just going to go ahead and label this segment what I named this blog, "yuki's minute". I don't think anyone should really have a problem with that. Also, I've found that I've been starting to procrastinate as of late... I'll try to get back on track soon with these, but until I do, I'll still be posting these a few at a time; each prompt will still get its own entry.
So, without further adieu...

On this edition of... "yuki's minute" the prompt is: Listen

• Listen. Write about what you hear, right now.

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I close my eyes to let the sounds come to me. My sense of hearing was never my strongest. I often wonder if the old saying of 'talking one's ears off' could really have been true, but I can remember not having the best of hearing even before all the times my mom would scold me for almost everything. Funny thing, though... I could always hear her perfectly when she'd scold me...

Don't get me wrong, I can really hear just fine... but sometimes, I don't hear everything (or everyone) that's around me. I don't know if it's psychological, or just 'faulty equipment'.

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I can actually hear a few things, right now, but I can't really name very many of them without having to get up and walk around to find out what they are. What can I name? Well, of course there's the hum from my laptop, and the rattling from the heater; it's one of those a/c units that can also be used as an air heater... There's only one more sound that I can discern without having to move away from the computer, and that is the sound of the air exhaust above the stove in the kitchen that I forgot to turn off after making myself a small breakfast. It's pretty faint, but I can kinda hear it because I remember not turning it off...

There are some other sounds that are coming from outside that I do not know. one sounds like the sound of an air pump, or maybe a steam valve, somewhere. For all I know it could just be a heater just like mine, only coming from a different apartment. It just sounds different.

Well, time to move onto the next topic. But, of course, before that I leave this entry with my own question:

I've already told you that my sense of hearing was not my best, but it's not my worst, either. You can have guesses on which sense is my worst, (could be a pretty easy guess since there are only four left,) or you can tell me a story about a time when one of your senses didn't "live up to expectation".

Mata ne!

What Happened to Weekends?

On this edition of... "One Minute Writer" the prompt is: Weekend

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So, this time, I'm supposed to write about something that happened this weekend... Sorry to let you guys down, but I work during the weekend. Most of us are "weekend warriors" meaning we work all week so we can relax and have a little fun on the weekend. Unfortunately, in my line of work, weekends are the busiest. Most people relaxing and having fun on the weekends call us when they hunger and need sustenance.
So, I guess I'd talk about something that happens every weekend for me... Whoa, I already did.

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Don't get me wrong. I like the line of work I'm in. What I don't like about it is how ingrateful some of the customers tend to be. You might (or might not) be surprised when you see a customer blow up at one of my employees when a tiny mistake is made. One that could have been avoided if they had actually ordered the item before arrival. Some of these people act like were friggin psychics!

Yuki's Question: If I were actually able to relax on a weekend would you come hang out or what could we do? It's been so long since I've had a weekend off, I'm not sure what to do. I'd end up just sitting around the house. That doesn't really seem like fun at all.

Habitually Speaking

On this edition of... "One Minute Writer" the prompt is: Habit

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Ahhh.. habits... we all have them. When one hears about them one automatically thinks of the bad ones, or at least ones that tend to irritate them. But not all habits are bad. There are good habits, and all of us have those too. Like it's a good habit to brush your teeth before bed, or to wash your hands before eating. I know we may not think of those as habits, but they can be labeled as such.
Even some so-called bad habits can be good. They may irritate others, but they help to calm the user down.

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I think I'll leave this one at that. All of us have many habits, both good and bad ones. They create somewhat of a balance in our everyday lives even though we may not notice that they are even there. My question, this time, is going to be a request; and that would be:

try to find the good habits in people instead of the bad ones. Try making that a habit and notice how much happier we all could be.