For the first time in my life, I experienced sleep paralysis last night. And I was hella scared. According to Google, it's due to lack of sleep and stress. Ahh, the long hours in the office for the past few weeks has taken its toll on my body. Perhaps I need to go on vacation to simply breathe. Sigh. I hate the fact that work is causing this. The thing is: I'm doing just fine at my job. My 22-year old self...heck even my 16-year old self would be very elated because it's something I pictured myself doing. But I don't feel any sense of fulfillment. And quite honestly, I feel like I'm experiencing death every day. I don't want to sound ungrateful because I'm not. As a matter of fact, I very much am. I will be forever appreciative to the person who hired me because she saw something in me. She believed in me. But I think it's time to move on. I owe it to myself. After all, we have this one life to live. And I don't want to regret not fully living it by being in a place where I don't feel a sense of joy...at all.
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| Theory suit; APC bluchers. |
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