Hurricane Megi miraculously missed HK, but my original plan to join my fellowship camp this weekend was already canceled. The unexpected free time had given me a major headache rather than a relaxing time. My mind was cluttered with projects I wanted to start, but was afraid that they wouldn’t be finished and become major distractions when I begin my much needed isolation period next week to work on my paper and dissertation.
Ended up not doing much other than watching a RTHK series dedicated to the elderly (黃金歲月). The elders captured on camera spent their lives after retirement in a vast number of ways – teaching, painting, dancing, volunteering, …, and even triathlon! I couldn’t help noticing the genuine happiness shown on their faces, so full of life. In contrast, I see my parents daily sitting on the couch with their expressionless faces starring at the TV screen that is full of flickering stock quotes, life seem to be slowly and relentlessly sucking out from them. They should have more than enough savings to spend the rest of their lives worry-free, but they claimed that following and investing in stocks give them a sense of purpose, something to look forward to each day. But that’s not happiness, is it?!
