what a difference a day made...

today i realize: "a whole lot..."

so today that friend received the bomb, the company has decided to let him go for good. and so i start thinking again, "what a difference a day made..."

sometimes we are so content with what we have, what we own and what we have achieved when sometimes probably the most important thing is who we are. i'm not even talking if a person is to pass away or something but it's so much simpler than that, to lose a job in one company.

regret always comes much later i suppose. regret which originated from the Old Norse (amongst others of course) word "grAta" practically means to weep IS a pretty sad word i must say.

so the main point is no matter how much we try to grasp onto what we have, the next moment someone might just take that away from us whether we like it or not, whether we are ready or not, etc.

carpe diem? indeed.