A little a day....

 

Work has been terribly busy since monday... rushing stuff.. multi-tasking work between several companies that i lost track of wat left to do and wat i've already done.. where time flies bewtten 9-5pm.. nights spent working late that when you actually get to go home.. you feel like your day just begin..

The part where you actually get to do wat you want to do.. watever it may be.. for me it's just having a nice dinner cum supper.. catching up with friends and family if any still out and awake... reaching home to just lay back for that much forgotten comedy sitcom you used to watch during your schooling days.. to put on a facial mask to try to regain the glow from the worn out day...

A little a day is all we really need to recover but at times that can be so hard to actually achieve.. like me and some of my friends who work to near midnight, spend half an hours on the phone trying to get a cab... making it to some shop for that last order of food.. arriving home to that warm much needed shower... yet consistently but reluctantly continual thots of work you've left behind..

Little by little, these thots form into paranoid.. manifessing into nightmares.. no actual peace or relaxed moment of workless rest.. until it's the weekend which flies by ever so quickly...

The idea of how friends may shun you when you can't make it for gatherings.. who don't understand why you have to stay at home on weekends just to do nothing... of not replying missed smses or calls.. when nobody askes you out cos your schedule for the week is (after normal working hours)

Mon Work
Tues Work
Wed Work
Thurs Work
Fri Warp up/pull out

when friday where everyone esle meets up for gatherings, chill out.. to head down to some hip club... you arrive at the office dragging back those thick brown files.. to make a copy of work done on your company's server.. at the time when everyone esles leaves to go home...

I may be exaggerating but this is very much what i can picture in my head in the next few years to come.. depressing... but you know.. a little a day.. builds up to a whole bit.. then a chunk of how your life is just written off..