Whenever something big or a drastic change happens in your life, you end up explaining a thousand times what the eff just happened and why. Case in point, the day I said goodbye to my normal/regular (or however you call it) office day job.
I love how my close friends eagerly asked for details about what I am going through, the changes - be it negative or positive - in my life, how am I coping, and what my plans are. I am happy to know that people care. And I apologize if I'm not too keen on details. It's not that I don't have the guts to tell you about the crap I went through, it's just that I'm too lazy to lay it all down (again and again and again). I am totally fine, I promise.
Okay, that's a lie. Truth is, I never expected I'd go through a phase of separation anxiety that I found myself binge-eating on Snickers and pathetically watching videos of funny animals. And funny babies. And Spongebob Squarepants. I tried to read a book and catch up with the tv series I've been missing. Apparently, nothing works. I still feel a little bit down.
I am far from being a workaholic but having nothing to do would mean a throbbing headache for me. And all the more, thinking how incredibly lucky I was to have built such a relationship with workmates that treat each other like family, made me even more worksick. And that's what and who I am missing the most.
A sweet and funny surprise from my workmates. Haha. :) |
I take it back when I said I won't be looking for a job until August. Haha. Yes, I am financially prepared for this. But socially and emotionally, I just got defeated. Sigh.
Anyway, I'll be out for a walk and some fresh air. I need to get those endorphins flowing.
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