Ended work on time today, normal working hours, and no overtime.
I know that's supposed to be the norm, but to me it feels like a victory after working so many overtime consecutively.
It brings me joy and happiness, and at the same time, sadness at how twisted I have become, that to feel joy and happiness due to something that's supposed to be the norm.
Just how sad my life has become?
Worked the normal working hours, no overtime. So normal a thing, yet I need to record this.
Nothing to the others, but small win to me. Have to be in my shoes to understand and appreciate.
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