I don't deny it at all, I have been using work as a form of coping mechanism to the point of being workaholic. Still, I need to know when to stop and take a break.
I suppose I've leveled up quite a bit since I last wrote in here. Time passes by so fast, although it's been almost halfway through the year, everything is like a roller coaster ride that feels constant but not so at the same time. Seeing new people, reconnecting with old ones, more things to do, crossing things out one by one, a cup of hot milk tea at the start of every morning and home cooked dinner together to end the day.
It's not so bad after all, come to think of it.
