The longer I work, the more tired I am. The workload is not much, but somehow I feel tired.
Maybe it is just the sickness that caused it. Maybe it is the increasing responsibility that burdens. Maybe it is the inability to achieve the targets that cause it.
Maybe it is the weather that cause it.
The longer I work, the more I know. The more I know, the more problems I can see. The more problems I can see, the more changes I want to make.
I don’t even know whether I am able to take up the challenge, bravely.
Of course I do not have to worry too much. The company will make sure I am capable to do the task, take care of my duties and ensure I am still in one piece after completing the mission. However it is all up to me during the mission.
Screw everything, just GO. This is what I should be telling myself.
But where will be my future?
I need a good rest in a silent night to wait for my soul to catch up with my body.
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