In a Minute

Just a short passage from one of my experimental fanfics, An Irreversible Trade-Off, that I’ve suddenly remembered and made me wonder just what the heck am I doing with all my minutes recently?  Anyways, here it is for you to ponder over your beautiful weekend:

What was a minute?

Numerically, it was simply sixty seconds.

Realistically, it was the amount of time a young man used to run down several blocks in order to avoid the wrath of his girlfriend for being late for their date again.  It was the amount of time a rebellious young lady used to search her house key that was misplaced in her handbag after a long night of drinking and wild partying.  It was the most significant minute in a high school student’s life as she took the courage to confess to her crush.  An intern with the worst luck to work overtime on a beautiful Saturday finally got his break to enjoy a soda pop over the, otherwise insignificant, one minute.  Every second in that minute became equally and lovingly precious when the son hugged his fragile mother for the first time again in ten years.

One minute – or sixty seconds – was a fleeting moment of possibilities.


Help Lee Jung Hee

This is a repost that I got from jackieway at AsianFanfics.  And no, this is definitely not a fanfic, but this does show that young people do care about local and global events, contradictory to what the other generations thought of the typical millennials.  I’m reposting this just in case it’s true.  If it’s true, then I definitely don’t want to be a bystander and let horrible things continue to happen to this mother and her two sons.  Right now, this incident is being spread like wildfire on the internet.  The authenticity of this incident?  I’ll let you, the readers, be the judge of that.

CapriquariusMei:  “Please read and share if….” Yes, the wordings of this picture sound like the start of a typical chain letter (I don’t really want to admit it, but that’s how kids roll today)…Well, please find it in your heart to look past this and read/watch the actual content before judging the authenticity of this incident. One more thing: you can still spread the words even if you’re still somewhat doubtful. Why? For three reasons: 1) You can just let others be the judge about the authenticity of this incident; 2) It would set your heart at ease in case this is true and; 3) it doesn’t cost you any money just to spread a story about humanity.

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