So the get-away for three days did not really help much. In fact, i felt worse.
I think it must be the airport. Don't know why but i feel that airport is a sad place. It is a place where people say goodbye, and watch the loved ones going away. It is also the place where people wait for their loves ones to return, and some never do and break their hearts.
As a person who used to travel a lot, i never did feel this way. Perhaps it was because i knew in my heart that there's always a home sweet home awaits me, with the person whom i love deeply and who loves me missing me and waiting for me to return.
Now, going away and coming back just give me the feeling of melancholy. I do not know what future holds, and the coming and going seem to be pointless. I no longer know what and why i am doing all these anymore.
It will be back to work in SG tomorrow and big boss is back in the office. Whether it seems pointless or not, i really have to buck up and do some productive work.
Labels: introspection
