Everything is just too overwhelming at the moment. But I am grateful that life at least had the decency to bestow upon me a perfect balance between eustress and distress. I love my job and I certainly love the feeling that I only used to hear from other people: that feeling of not having to think about the monetary benefits of your work because it is already rewarding on its own. But of course, no matter how much you are at one with the environment, there are still undesirable circumstances like information overload and side projects that you are not particularly fond of-- hence, the feeling of distress. But it's okay. I just wish I had more time for my books.
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Today is special. Four years... supposedly.
I figured you can't just welcome someone back with arms wide open after picking up the pieces on your own. But it's unfathomable how some people will always have a special place in your life like there's this soft spot you can never be rid of. It's really true what they say... Some people come into our lives and we are never the same.
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