Rip and Relax

Having noticed that our scratch papers were already overflowing in one corner, I decided to sort through them.

The obsessive-compulsive being that I am, I arranged them according to their length width dimensions — short (8.5′ x 11′), A4 (8.27” x 11.69″) and long (8.5″ x 13″). So I painstakingly went through the pile and sorted each paper into their category.

Those that were already printed on both sides were also placed in one group. I intended to pass them through a shredder. Sadly though, there is no shredder available. What is an office without a shredder? Geez.

I so wanted to do away with the ‘unusable’ scratch papers. I, then, decided to make a shredder out of my bare hands. Genius, eh?

Riiiiiip went one page. That one felt good.

Riiiiiiiiiiip went another. It sounds really good.

Riiiiiiiiip, riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip, and riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip  some more.

All the ripping removed the knots in my shoulders. My nerves began to relax and my whole being sensed a feeling of calm. The entire time, I was focused on tearing and ripping. No nonsense. My mind was in a trance. No other thought came into my mind. It felt really good that I was able to relax even for a while without having to spend a dime.

Actually, I felt an over-all sense of relief that I was able to divert my attention to some ‘no brainer’ task. What my hands did was something that did not require the use of exhaustive thinking. Just rip, tear, and throw.

I’d love to do it again sometime.

Why don’t you give it a try? Rip away!

I remain.

ps. This baby may have some idea of like I do.

ps2. My office mate has a relaxant herself – the crisp sound of blades cutting paper in our binding machine.

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