It seems like everywhere I go in Toronto, unintentionally, I can always catch a glimpse of the silhouette of the CN Tower. Although it is no longer the world’s tallest tower; however, it remains an emblem of the great city of Toronto.
In this great city of Toronto, the pace of living is rather fast. Walking down the street, it looks like everyone has got something to do and somewhere to go. Even when I’m not in a rush to get a task completed or to go somewhere, I am still made to feel anxious and unsettled by the big city vibes and energies.
Anxious and unsettled are the two adjectives, which best describe my feelings lately. I feel that time is flying by so fast that I can’t keep up with it to get what it needs to be done Done. Despite my best intention and effort, the progression that I had hoped for certain endeavors just wasn’t up to the pace.
In trying to figure out the reason why, I spent some time, walking down my memory lane. I wanted to find out why I was able to memorize new things so easily back in the day, where time seemed to me was abundantly available at my fingertips. In reminiscing about the past, instead of making me nostalgic, I began to hold more sympathy for myself.
Back in the days, studying was all I needed to worry about. Even in this singular personal endeavor, I was still given helpers, in the role of tutors, who mentored me along the way. Now, not only do I still need to study, but I also need to take care other aspects of life, such as personal health, hygiene, cooking, and the list goes on and on. Not to mention various pressures and a completely new environment, in which I need to navigate and chart my own path.
No wonder I have been feeling anxious and unsettled with the irreversible fleeting of time.