Project came in just before I came back in to work.
The moment I came back, there's a whole lotta stuff to do.
Been working like a dog these past few days, get back from work late and exhausted trying to rush the deadline.
It's good in a way. Will be too tired to let my mind wander.
However, I've been wondering why I've been sick so often since I moved to my new room. After some long due cleaning up, I found the culprit.
Fungi.... Wood fungi. Sighs.....
Oh this is just great... to top off everything....
I hate the physical manifestations of the see-saw of my emotional state. It's more than my body can handle, sometimes.
First, the breakouts, which is caused by weeks of stress. Then the bleeding, which is bad, considering I actually suffer from low-blood pressure and mild anaemia. This would be 2-3 weeks after.
I need to clean the cobwebs in my closet like I clean my room...
I need to get ALL the poison out of my system..... But...., how?
Can I not care what happens? Should I think of just ME for once?
I abhor living a lie. I can't do it.
I abhor secrets. I'm not the type to hide....
So...
Pondering, pondering.....
What to do? What to do?
The moment I came back, there's a whole lotta stuff to do.
Been working like a dog these past few days, get back from work late and exhausted trying to rush the deadline.
It's good in a way. Will be too tired to let my mind wander.
However, I've been wondering why I've been sick so often since I moved to my new room. After some long due cleaning up, I found the culprit.
Fungi.... Wood fungi. Sighs.....
Oh this is just great... to top off everything....
I hate the physical manifestations of the see-saw of my emotional state. It's more than my body can handle, sometimes.
First, the breakouts, which is caused by weeks of stress. Then the bleeding, which is bad, considering I actually suffer from low-blood pressure and mild anaemia. This would be 2-3 weeks after.
I need to clean the cobwebs in my closet like I clean my room...
I need to get ALL the poison out of my system..... But...., how?
Can I not care what happens? Should I think of just ME for once?
I abhor living a lie. I can't do it.
I abhor secrets. I'm not the type to hide....
So...
Pondering, pondering.....
What to do? What to do?
I've been just sitting around the office, onlining for the past few weeks too
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