Anxious and Excited
It may seem a bit exagerrated if i use the term trauma, but having gone through four, and by next week, 5 workshops is really quite stressful. So two days upon arrival, we report back to work. Some are still sleepy while the likes of me had barely slept at all. I dunno how the body could manage the jetlag plus the never-ending forray of work-related concerns. On top of this, i still have my own personal things (i.e. laundry, bags, shoes, etc.) that needs to be tidied up.Yesterday when i woke up, i had a terrible tummy ache. Hyperacidity settled in and thank God for Diane's antacids. Was it the vodka or the numerous dishes that we had to try at the party? This usually never happen but then, i still feel stressed and i can still feel my shoulers tightening. I think i may be thinking too much.
Apart from these physical drains, at least i got to spend my weekend with my beau. He always lights up the room whenever he's around and i can't help but smile all day around him. The cold days in Denmark and Germany were really bitterly cold but his messages provides a certain warmth that made me think that everything's gonna be alright.
I ponder on the days to come. On how and where will I find myself career-wise. And how things will be like on the day of the wedding, and its aftermath. I'm anxious of course, but somehow i can't help but look forward to next year. I know that things will be better for us then.
posted by kquill @ 10:31 AM
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