Puyat.

The insomnia bug bit me again and I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, I just can’t sleep, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz….

Work It.

Work has been a bitch stressful since the last few weeks and we are currently experiencing the climax of oppression which I truly hope would end by tomorrow for my sanity’s sake. To top it all, I merely slept this week. A total of 20 hours since Sunday to be exact (yeah, I’m a chronic insomniac).

One thing today sweetened my bitter week though: A co-worker of ours stationed in Shenzhen went home for the holidays and dropped by at our office. We have been working together since she transferred to China early this year, and she brought me this very sweet gift: A mini notepad with an oriental textile cover (I happen to have a thing for oriental stuff). How thoughtful!

This reminded me of Ying and Yang, the unity of opposites. Good and bad, night and day, warm and cold, crap and treasures. So, the principles of Ying and Yang being my guiding light, I do trust that I will survive this crazy week with an intact head.

If all else fails, then many many takes of ethanol-containing beverages will definitely make everything alright.

Sleepless Sunday.

Sunday morning outside my window.

“Many things – such as loving, going to sleep, or behaving unaffectedly – are done worst when we try hardest to do them.” – C.S. Lewis

 

I feel you, Mr. Lewis.