Life in the ratrace…*sighhhh*. I have had a chance to wonder just what I’m doing back in this crazy place.
Focus, focus I tell myself….its like a computer game….just have to dodge the obstacles, negotiate the best route and get past to the next level. But what lies there? More obstacles, bigger monsters, shinier rewards. It never changes.
Maybe its just too little sleep and acidity built up from working through lunch hour and skipping my meal, maybe its the bad food, maybe its the rain, maybe its the rain.
After three days of dry roads, it was drizzling today. My colleague put her face out of the window and said, “Doesn’t the rain make the air smell fresher?” I said, “Yes and also the roads muddier and my trousers dirtier and mood darker.”
Maybe its all just unhealthy lifestyle. I’ve been sustaining on chocolate and adrenalin highs. Also on fluctuating air-conditining and hysterical jokes in the midst of frantic dashes at work.
I need to do something unless I want to burnout or run down again.