The World is Not A Wish-Granting Factory

In my mind, I envisioned coming back to the relatively clean and neat kitchen, the spacious hall, the peace and quiet, with house mates who make as little sounds as I do, or maybe even less, or at most.. just slightly more.

Well, after an 8-hour plane ride, I realise that to not be the case. Not only has the hall been made more cramped with a newly-installed game console, but the sink was piled with undone dishes (from the night before, because they had not woken up when I arrived!), the table had crumbs (I do not wish to know how long they have been there), and the dustbin lids left OPENED. I was shocked, traumatized. I actually worked hard to leave the common areas clean! You mean there are people in this world who do not believe in that?! I tried to breathe, but found it really hard to be calm (hence my numerous rants on messaging apps).

Thankfully, the people in question made some effort to make the environment more livable, after my comment of “Er… It’s a little messy, isn’t it?” Though there is still much room for improvement. Also, I can spot other areas in which future conflicts can/will arise if nothing is done at this stage. I can only pray for strength to tide through this year. Then again… This might be a good thing after all – I won’t feel so sad to leave when it’s time to go.

The world is not a wish-granting factory – it is our rigorous training ground. And only those who can take the training become better and stronger people. May I resolve to be such a person.

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