A Sight. A Sound. A Statement.

Everyday we are bombarded by stimuli coming from every direction. All your senses that are now so used to all this seemed to have shut down to most of it. When was the last time when you looked at your keyboard and thought "wow". You'd pretty much have missed out on something truly awesome because what you don't realize makes you ignorant. Look at your keyboard. Go ahead. Now think. Where da hell and how da hell did this thing come about? The moment you press a key and an alphabet or number appears on your screen. Every single press sends electric signals informing your computer to respond. Commanding data right at your finger tips. But no one really looks into it nowadays huh?

You see but you don't perceive. That is a more simpler way to put it. You don't really give the attentiona and focus of thought into it. You are not to be blamed though. Our capacity of mind only allows us to have minimal attention to the most important things at the moment. Unless you are savant which you would have to trade your normal person skills for an autistic genius if you are so inclined. Non the less, we are still capable of doing great things if procided we give it our attention.

Today I have gained new experiences and I'm glad to say I have forgotten most of it. Yep, I'll never remember where I've landed my feet and how many steps I've taken. Why? Normal kan? You must be thinking I'd be crazy if I could remember it all and you'd be right. Unless I've the intention of counting the steps I might be able to do so. But then I would have missed out on the sights and sounds.

So I've spent my day with a Singaporean Trainer who trains hotel staff on the topic of Better Customer Service. We shared many interesting pieces of information and made plans. Millionaires in 2 years. Yes kinda ambitious but it's one of those feelings things. I've just met him and there we go conversing for hours on end about our common interests. Then I met an Italian girl born and raised in France. Got the pleasure of learning about her travels and home at Bordeaux. Then near the pods backpackers I was treated to shots of hot water, soda, whiskey mix. conversed with the mamak stall owners and also taxi drivers and also a sabahan social works employee.

Those little details in conversation I can recall due to the focus I've given it. I receive and I analyse my experiences. I then carve then in stone through writing. I write from a sight. a sound. and a statement.