Wednesday, December 1, 2010
I should be happy. I should be leaping out of extreme joy. My efforts were not for naught after all.
But how come I can’t find any hint of happiness in my heart. As if I was expecting otherwise.
Contentment. Peace of mind. How come they’re very elusive? Intangible.
I guess I am changing. I guess I’m tired. I guess the problem is me. I really don’t know.
So I’ll just have to continue to work, as what my partner told me last night, “that’s work and at the end of the day, it puts food on your plate.” It’s hard to find job that pays me this well.
Mom also told me last night when I vent out my frustrations at work, “if you work for others, you have to work for him and stand by the institution he represents. The same kung ikaw may mga employees din.”
They’re right. And I know it, I just need someone to tell to validate my thoughts.
Well, congrats to me.
The Curious Cat