and barely hanging on. You probably won’t hear from me for a period of time.
My weekends are almost entirely burnt. I barely have time to reply texts, what more emails and other what nots. Once in a while I respond on Facebook, but that’s about it.
I’m starting to feel detached from the outside world.
I work till I forgot that I haven’t had breakfast nor lunch. I only realise it when I see my sadly squished bread in my bag when I am on the bus home. I eat my breakfast for tea. I come home to rest for abit, before embarking on work again. Day in day out it is always workworkworkworkwork.
And it has only started for 3 days. 3 more days till 1 day of rest, and then 12 days of consecutive work. Nope, I now work weekends too, and by that I mean I am on official duty.
I’m trying to stay positive. Trying to.