I have just come out of the loo, (my favorite spot in the office) after a bout that has resulted in red eyes and an instant cold.
It has been ages since I have written anything and a topic that seems to keep popping up in my head is “a time”. About this time last week, I probably would have written on a time to mourn and a time to dance, I had ‘mourned’ for a while as I struggled over some seemingly impossible lines of code that just refused to operate the way I wanted, after debugging and bug digging, I finally leaped for joy! It Worked!!! I couldn’t help sending an IM with that 2-word phrase to my classmates (old classmates) and spent the next hour or so sending off replies and explaining.
Well today is different, not only have I battled with codes that seem to have a mind of their own and have refused their masters bidding, I have been somewhat humbled (not going to do any explanation here…) and have had to shed tears.
As I cried and looked at myself in the mirror, I forced myself to remember things that brought a smile to my face at the same time. I cannot change anything by all these tears. Only give myself a HEADACHE which I hate absolutely and red eyes and cause observant colleagues to peer behind my frames waiting for an answer. I wiped my face clean and came out…….
Writing this is to remind myself of certain facts of life as spelt out in Ecclesiastes 3. Toyin, there is truly a time for everything. Now it is time to get back to work!
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