Not to resume blog writing on a pessimistic note but…
Yesterday was one of those days again.
Just a couple of weeks back I was feeling refreshed and optimistic after taking a sick leave from work. I had been organizing events here and there which left me drained and too lethargic to be productive. But after that day of rest, reading the latest Harry Potter book in one sitting, and basically doing whatever I pleased at home, I was in my go-getter, career-driven, let’s-do-this mode.
That lasted 2 weeks. And yesterday was one of those days again. The kind where you want to quit your job then you question yourself what you’d rather be doing only to hear a mess of answers in your head. Where you’d question yourself about what you’re good at doing because you feel that’s the right way to start. Or what you feel you want to do… because what you want to do and what you’re good at doing may be entirely different… because you know, life doesn’t always equip everyone with the skills, innate ability, or sheer luck to do what they “love” to do.
Such chaos in my head! I’m kidding. Well, I’m not. But I am reminded of people with heavier baggage and I immediately think my reaction is probably too much. Then I contradict this statement by thinking I should not always be relating my experiences to others. This prevents full awareness of one’s feelings and emotions, which may lead to a prolonged disheveled psyche, which may ultimately culminate to an outburst.
I rest my case. Haha!
Ahhh writing is good. Writing all that feels good. I am glad.