Last two weeks were mayhem at work. Now come to think again, I wonder how the hell did I survive from non-stop 24/7 works without proper and adequate rest. I feel like I'm dying, feel like crap, feel like my eye balls are so loose that they're gonna pop out and fall off to the ground soon. My shoulders are so heavy, channeling the body pain and tiredness to my back.
No complains. I have not made any noise to anyone. So when someone is extending their warm caring to me and showing the face of concern, concerning that too much is happening to me, I somehow feel more irritated and less appreciative of their concern
I've been missing out so much: missing out stories of Newsroom, Offspring, Big Bang Theory, missing out beaches, greeneries, movies, missing out fresh air, catching up with family and friends. Missing out exercises. I miss online. Missing out the possibility of having and loving someone who could spend the life with.
I miss out life.
The other day I was asked: what is my goal in life. Tough question to answer.
I already had the idea, but not disclosing it.
Day 819
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