One flower to another …
I remember telling one of my friends at work, Vi, that we’re all "butterflies" running from one flower to another. She laughed at this thought because it was true in a way. We’re busy as hell.
Funny, how I used to complain back then, on my previous job, that we we’re not doing anything productive that it makes us think of different things to do. Now that I transferred to a different company, I got what I wanted.
Not that I’m complaining - I am used to working 12 hours or more, but can you believe working more than 16 hours straight? The worst was when I really stayed up more than 24 hours at the office because I was needed there. I know that it’s a crazy thing to do to my body, but sometimes, you gotta do what you gotta do.
I was sick after that day — it’s true that when you abuse your body like that, it will give in one way or another. You betcha — even if i was sick, I still went to work. Colds and cough and whatnot — it started on the last week of February and now, it’s back. I’ve a runny nose and my throat’s really dry… again.
I need some rest, really. I try my best to sleep and drink lots of water — but when I thought that I’m "healed", it just comes back. The good thing is, I never called in sick even if I’m really feeling sick. I don’t know, I just don’t want to miss out on things. Or maybe I’m just a certified workaholic? funny thought.
Oh well, the price you pay for working so hard.
So many things in my head and lots of responsibilities so overwhelming, sometimes I just want to cry. I even started taking stress tabs because I sometimes experience headaches that even painkillers can’t cure. Stress.
Butterflies go from flower to flower — that’s how busy I am. The thing is, I’m learning a lot. Simple things like owning up to the things that you do or the responsibilities that are given to you … well, things like that.
Sometimes I wake up dreading the day ahead of me. When I started feeling this, I say my little prayer and ask for guidance and strength and patience — that everything that I’m doing will soon have its merits.
Well at least, from time to time, I get to smell the flowers — err, the success of the little things that I do.
Cheers for more things to come!!
