Recuperating
I was on my way to work today, as usual. I was not feeling so good and I have a cold. With dry and sore throat, I was coughing occasionally. I had a dreamless sleep (as usual) but it was mostly sleep between coughs. So yeah, I was not feeling so well but I am not complaining. It is just one of those sick days... compared to all those other days I am healthy and not so sick that I have to stay in bed, Alhamdulillah. I am not complaining.
So I decided to drop by the hospital to get some medication, if not to eradicate, just strong enough to keep the cold virus under control. With a slight temperature, I was also given a medical certificate. So, alone at my flat, in the midst of the noise and traffic of bustling litle BSB... I am giving myself a break, well, a short pause. I still have unfinished business at work that I have to attend to before my actual leave.
Oh by the way, have I told you that I will be on a slightly long leave, just a few days short of a month? Just in less than two weeks (in about 10 days), I will give myself a break. InsyaAllah, my parents will be going on Hajj and I will temporarily take over the household business. It will be my chance to rest. I promised myself that I will not be doing any office work (or even thinking about it) and just enjoy the peace and quiet of life. Those of you who know me and those of you that I know, we have the same problem of drawing that line between life and work. Both had been seamlessly sewn that made it difficult to distinguish where one begins and the other ends.
I have dedicated 13 years of my life to work. 6 years in school and now coming to 7 years in the office. And yeah, just to kill your curiosity, I started work at 25. Along that course of life, I had the chance to come across individuals with colorful characters. I have known love and all the intricacies 'attached' to it. I have met hate after uncovering what lies beneath it. Wearing a calm front did not actually tranquilize the upcoming waves that threaten to break the shores. So far, I am saved from the Tsunami, Alhamdulillah.
So, yes I am looking forward to my leave... It is my chance to pull the handbrake at everything. Its time to recuperate.
So I decided to drop by the hospital to get some medication, if not to eradicate, just strong enough to keep the cold virus under control. With a slight temperature, I was also given a medical certificate. So, alone at my flat, in the midst of the noise and traffic of bustling litle BSB... I am giving myself a break, well, a short pause. I still have unfinished business at work that I have to attend to before my actual leave.
Oh by the way, have I told you that I will be on a slightly long leave, just a few days short of a month? Just in less than two weeks (in about 10 days), I will give myself a break. InsyaAllah, my parents will be going on Hajj and I will temporarily take over the household business. It will be my chance to rest. I promised myself that I will not be doing any office work (or even thinking about it) and just enjoy the peace and quiet of life. Those of you who know me and those of you that I know, we have the same problem of drawing that line between life and work. Both had been seamlessly sewn that made it difficult to distinguish where one begins and the other ends.
I have dedicated 13 years of my life to work. 6 years in school and now coming to 7 years in the office. And yeah, just to kill your curiosity, I started work at 25. Along that course of life, I had the chance to come across individuals with colorful characters. I have known love and all the intricacies 'attached' to it. I have met hate after uncovering what lies beneath it. Wearing a calm front did not actually tranquilize the upcoming waves that threaten to break the shores. So far, I am saved from the Tsunami, Alhamdulillah.
So, yes I am looking forward to my leave... It is my chance to pull the handbrake at everything. Its time to recuperate.
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