It’s just one of those days.
For the past two weeks, I was rushing to meet an important deadline with delays, bugs and frustrations along the way. I’ve been venting out my frustrations with one-liners via Plurk and it helped ease the tensions once in a while.
Finally those two weeks have already passed and has given me a breather. A breather time where I finish answering email correspondences with clients, tweaking CSS styles and testing other programs. When you are being trusted to much by your superior, my work ethics kick in and keep me busy for the whole time. The pressures of trust.
Work aside, I’ve been encountering that one in a hundred1 occurence that one person in a part of a population experiences in their life. It’s the fight of my life to date, and it’s more heart-wrenching than anything I’ve experienced. And I don’t look forward to the possible outcome at all.2
The little things help me keep sane during this toughest of times. People who care enough to check on me, places and things that are still there, and enough rest and sleep.
Sometimes they are enough, sometimes no.
But even if I’m not strong enough, I will my self to push on. Because I still feel needed, and that’s enough for me.
