There are days when I find myself helplessly going back to good ol’ routine and not do anything related to work. Naturally, I feel guilty about it, especially when I consider what they pay me. Sometimes, it still feels like I don’t belong here but I know this is the place that can give me the most security.
I have to start living a more satisfied life. Considering what I’ve been through, this should be me, reaping the fruits of my labor. So I should be happy. Or at least, within that realm. Because in the end, I am luckier than most. I have found something that unhinged me from the rut I was in.
I miss writing and photography though. Note to self: find ways and days when I can do just that.