Landmarks

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?

Rent – Seasons of Love

A dear friend of mine once said, that she cannot just die yet, for she haven’t done anything that can be called worthy to think of a second time. She haven’t left any landmarks yet, and for her, that’s what life is measured by. She kept saying how, as a civil engineer, she just had to build something first in this lifetime, then die of bliss. Something physical as a mark that she was here before, and yet never had any chance to do.

I still think it’s sad—the fact that most of us define ourselves by our professions and not by who we are as a person. I am no-doubt an extreme workaholic, and had my share on thinking that way. However, to let it get to us until the end of time—is our worth only limited to our professions? I personally think that we still have values behind what we do that defines who we are as a person. I have no obligation to feel that the landmarks I must build in this lifetime are defined by what I do, but rather who I am and the people I met in the journey. My landmarks are the memories I left with those people I hold dear, our encounters up til goodbyes. My job is simply a job and will not become the regret of my life.

I’ve had my share of landmarks.

Lintang Cahyaningsih

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