- hearing the alarm clock and not being able to ignore it
- facing the sink each morning, forcing myself to wake up
- climbing the stairs to work or the next level to get work done
- travelling back to my mrt station, only to realise, i've only covered half the journey
- rain, that slippery floor and the constant fear of landing in a pathetic, helpless mess
- the insane hunger and sick feeling when you do have the time to eat.
- unbelievably lost /overwhelmed feeling when there's a million things to do and you don't know which to prioritise- your notebook stops being an organised mess and starts resembling chicken scratchings.
- the constant chatter of colleagues in the background... edging you on...
- the uncontrolled shrieks from a colleague of frustration ( hey, you're not the only one facing a mess!)
- working with ppl who understand your difficulties and face difficulties on their end as well (it's about UNDERSTANDING ppl..)
- walking out from the office feeling like you've accomplished something each day
- preparing and contributing to a presentation that went smoothly
- enabling someone else entirely new to have a clear idea of how to begin their work because you've researched and analysed it well
- sometimes, all it takes, is a hot cup of coffee
So there we have it. A balance, somewhat.
An uphill battle, but one i'm ready, at long last, to fight. :)
Tired each day, but happy... missing my parents immensely!
You have no idea how tough it is to live on your own again... after coming back to pure luxury and indulgence for a year.
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