History favours the bold, not the stupid.

Within the next 17 minutes, go be exact, another week will be completed. A lifecycle we cannot escape. However, we keep turning. As long as the air enters and leaves us, we are bound to finish the week. So here I am, trying to me it work. Being tentative.

This week is all about trying. What’s your connotation of trying? When you hear the word, what happens in your mind? Do you see something failing or succeeding? Do you see hard or easy labour? It is actually stupid of me to ask, everyone is defining comfort and hardship differently. For some, a doctors appointment is a hard thing to do. Maybe it is hard to remember that your Papa Shanghai has prepared another dish for you, hot from the stall of spicy thoughts. But don’t you worry, I’ll be here.

To reach a cycle of full completion is never really necessary, don’t you think? We are bound to keep going. Not necessarily with that same task or assignment, but with everything else. Air keeps flowing, the thoughts keep rambling and I keep on serving those dishes. Maybe we can find inner calm within this thought. Perhaps it’s time to change “trying”. Let’s be tentative, we are not complete. And let me say this, writing, it’s being tentative. Doing your job is tentative. We are trying, we are probing. Maybe, in the end, trying to make a sense of it all.

The only thing important is how we go on about this trying, tentative behaviour. Are we experimenting, discovering, uncovering, probing, researching our next moves, our next seconds? Or are we intimated by what my come around the corner.

The air keeps flowing, make the best of it. Turn tentative and trying around, for your sake.

And while I finish this, I wanted to check for my dearest customers. I know who you are, kind of. I see you coming by my stall every week. And let me just say, I value you and cherish your attention to my tiny space in the food stall of ideas which is the internet. So for all of you, I have prepared something special. It’s still in the works but I would like to reward you with the most spicy of dishes. Short stories, the hotpot of Papa Shanghai’s mind. So I’ll create a special section for all of you. So reach out to me, if you feel addressed. I will forward you the secret phrase for this very special tiny VIP menu.

Take care of yourselves out there. Papa