In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Breaking the Law.”
“Think about the last time you broke a rule (a big one, not just ripping the tags off your pillows). Were you burned, or did things turn out for the best?”
I do not try to cause troubles and do my best to follow rules. I believe that rules are necessary since we are supposed to accept and live along with different ideas and beliefs. The law says so.
I do not groove on dramas in reality and prefer my life as simple as possible. Like a cup of tea, no muddle and not too hot. But, I do hear my thoughts in my head. Who am I, what am I doing, where am I supposed to be, how am I going to get there. As a result, I have done some unconventional things. Being an expat considered breaking a rule? How about being willingly unemployed? As in some cultural way, maybe.
I do not impose my idea or belief on somebody else but cannot help stirring my tea. My own tea. Nobody else’s. That’s all.