Fuck work.

I logged off at 6 pm, put on my running/walking gear and just walked for several km. I need to detach myself from work, thoughts of my boss, thoughts of reporters who go incommunicado. I’m tired of chasing people who do not appreciate all the grace I’ve given them. I’m not a doormat.

It has been a while since I had exercised. I realized that I’m no longer that sprite that I was 10 years ago. I needed a week of rest at home after an overseas trip to recharge my social battery. I know I have gained a lot of weight as a result but I just couldn’t push myself too much after stressing all day at work.

Detach. Detach. Detach.

I really need to physically detach myself from work. Physically leave my desk, my room, my house. Perhaps I should start working in that co-working place inside the uni campus.