During a group session this afternoon.
"Two weeks ago we talked about motivation and what motivate us. Anybody likes to add to their list of motivation?"
"Death." A voice from a corner.
I barely heard the voice. All the eyes on him.
"Death? Would you like to talk more about it?"
"I don't want nobody find my bloated dead body somewhere in a gutter. I don't want my dead body left for days in a morgue. I don't want that. That's why I'm here."
Disarming honesty, I'd say. Good for him for shaking everyone up. Including us.
Posted by: beth | May 19, 2008 at 02:26 PM
That is why we should attend funerals. To help keep us "motivated."
Posted by: Gurindam Jiwa | May 16, 2008 at 11:27 AM
yes, that's something, isn't it?
Posted by: kak teh | May 15, 2008 at 04:22 PM
thats the most surreal answer i've heard - n so true - definete motivation
Posted by: visithra | May 14, 2008 at 06:44 AM
wow! never thought of it that way..
Posted by: mama rock | May 13, 2008 at 11:39 AM