Spaced Out
Or stoned.
Either way, I am feeling really drained and what-am-going-to-do-now-that-the-business-is-temporarily-over? You know, the aftermath of a very busy period usually leaves u. It's like you were driving full-speed and then u pulled a halt.
'Cept if you are driving, when you stop the car, you stepped out to rest and stretch yourself.
The aftermath of a busy period for me usually is I am somehow left "high and dry". I would then feel a sense of "lost" somewhat.
Last week was a huge, huge roller coaster ride. Aside from the job interview, the design job, the party, the suicide, I also left my phone in a cab (fortunately the driver drove by my place and returned me).
This week there's a little emotional element because of the suicide incident. We were worried that my sister and her girls would be disturbed by what had happened. The girls were fine, but my sister is a little affected by what happened, sometimes blaming herself for not being there to prevent the incident from happening.
Even though she said the police has given her a bunch of nos to call for counselling and she herself promised me that she would call (them or me) if she needs any help, I am still worried for them. Being in an Asian country, and what more, a very Chinese family, she does not get the support that she deserve at home.
I can't disconnect from this, like what I've written in the previous post. Hence, a part of the emotional thingy took its toil on me. But I think mine is not as much as my sister's.
That's why we pray.
Meantime, let me end this messy post.
Time for bed.
Either way, I am feeling really drained and what-am-going-to-do-now-that-the-business-is-temporarily-over? You know, the aftermath of a very busy period usually leaves u. It's like you were driving full-speed and then u pulled a halt.
'Cept if you are driving, when you stop the car, you stepped out to rest and stretch yourself.
The aftermath of a busy period for me usually is I am somehow left "high and dry". I would then feel a sense of "lost" somewhat.
Last week was a huge, huge roller coaster ride. Aside from the job interview, the design job, the party, the suicide, I also left my phone in a cab (fortunately the driver drove by my place and returned me).
This week there's a little emotional element because of the suicide incident. We were worried that my sister and her girls would be disturbed by what had happened. The girls were fine, but my sister is a little affected by what happened, sometimes blaming herself for not being there to prevent the incident from happening.
Even though she said the police has given her a bunch of nos to call for counselling and she herself promised me that she would call (them or me) if she needs any help, I am still worried for them. Being in an Asian country, and what more, a very Chinese family, she does not get the support that she deserve at home.
I can't disconnect from this, like what I've written in the previous post. Hence, a part of the emotional thingy took its toil on me. But I think mine is not as much as my sister's.
That's why we pray.
Meantime, let me end this messy post.
Time for bed.
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