Recuperating

I miss being at work. Not because I'm a workaholic. But work helps me to temporarily forget all the emo stuff that is residing in my head now. I guess it's like how alcohol does for some people. At least for 7 hours, my mind would have been more or less focused on my work and nothing else.

Went to the doctor after the cancelled IPT session last night and was given MC for today. As much as I didn't want to use the MC, I had to, cos my body seemed too weak to even travel. Stuck in bed for the day. Thankful for my mum who took care of me, even though she's a little sick herself. I'm feeling a little better now and I can't wait to get to work tomorrow.

At this juncture, I would like to thank those around me who showed constant care and concern during this difficult sick and emo period of mine. Thank you for being there, comforting me, even though you have commitments to your family etc. Thank you for not abandoning and giving up on me.

Friends, no matter how much you care for them, will still come and go. The best ones are those that stayed with you in times of trouble. Those are the ones that you should always keep.

Thank you once again, you know who you are.