Today's post is going to be a random one. Recently, I have been feeling rather down because of some stuffs. So I kept thinking and asking myself, am I happy? I used to think that I am super contented with my current life. I have everything a teenager probably wants, I used to think.
Happiness? I don't know whether I am really happy. I sure am, to people. I believe I am always cheerful and talks a lot and laughs a lot. But recently, I just feel down.
While looking through the photos that I took during my trip to ChiangMai and Bangkok, I feel that I am actually quite lucky.
You see, if I am an elephant...
I have to listen to whatever my trainer says. I have no freedom.
I have to allow people to ride on me.
I have to perform and shower in dirty water.
I have to get tempted by yummy bananas just to perform for the audience.
I have to draw and show my talent every single day, so boring!
I have to carry humans for free, while my owners earn the money.
I have to tolerate because it is really painful because all the weight is "tied" to my butt.
I have to poo and pee and in water and then step on my own poo and wash my legs in my pee.
I have to allow humans to take photos of me. They look cool, but I look tired.
OKAI. All the photos are taken during my trip. I went for Ox-cart riding as well. So here you go.
So poor thing. They get caned when they get lazy :( :( :(
You see the huge bump on the neck/shoulders? It is probably due to the entire weight they have to carry.
My life is not that bad after all.
