.i got time?.

That indian guy on TV who keeps repeating the word 'i got time' in mantra should really tell me how he always has the time.

Work has been so crazy of late. The other night i found myself talking to an imaginary friend named Robyn while driving home from the office. 'Oh hello robyn! How's life? Shit, today's discussion was a long one for me. How's your cat? Still pooping on the bathroom floor?' I am aware of sounding a little bit nuts. I mean, I havent had a chance to meet anyone, not even my own nephews who lives with me. I just needed to talk and that Robyn dude happened to be around.

Seeing it in another point of view. Work is incredibly awesome. I felt alive, i felt wonderful having driving myself nuts around the office, driving here and there for meetings and just let myself drown in tons of ideas. I felt important. I felt....as if Ibah is back. The workaholicism is biting me in the head and i loved it! A week and i've learnt lots and lots of new things from my team: the soft-spoken Allan, Boyd and Daniel. Daniel, especially, has personally made me see life in a more positive outlook. I admired our non-work conversations. He inspires me to always see the glass as half full. My 'jack of all trades'.

There were, of course, extremely difficult days that i had to deal with; bosses, clients, long-hours work... but like my dearest azoe would say 'you'll live through it.' Even the strongest heart sometimes can fail. With work, i realized, comes a price to pay. My time to be with my family and friends. I hardly sees them but i am more than sure that they understand the condition i'm in and are very supportive.


:)