An Empty Seat, A Relieved Me
My story is an example of a part of my daily life, how I have modified it and how I continue to mould it the way I want it to.
The place I go to for extra study lessons is always flooded with people. Getting a seat with a reasonable view of the teacher and the blackboard is a matter of pure luck. It doesn’t matter if we come half an hour early. It’s survival of the fittest out there.
Ever since I’ve read The Secret and started applying it, I get a seat every time. I imagine it anywhere I want it to be, and when I enter the class room, it’s there, waiting patiently for its only owner – me. Sometimes if I want to sit next to a certain person, I imagine that, and it happens. It sounds like something trivial, but to someone who’s eager to learn and goes through the routine everyday, it’s almost a matter of life and death. Death meaning getting stuck in a congested, dark, suffocating corner with only the faint voice of the teacher coming from oblivion. For me, those days are over.