Monday, December 06, 2010


I spent most of yesterday and today rotting in bed.

I'm not sleepy (if anything, I have trouble sleeping!), and I definitely have no reason to be tired because, well, I haven't been doing anything for the past 5 weeks.

So why do I constantly feel lethargic, and not wanting to do anything at all?

There are so many things waiting to be done. Luggages to be unpacked, garden to be tended, phone calls to be made, bills to pay, social obligations to be fulfilled, etc etc.

But I really, really, couldn't be bothered.

Maybe I'm secretly stressing over returning to work. If that's the case, then I'm seriously glad that I decided to ask for extra few days of leave instead of heading straight back to work the day after I land in Melbourne like how I used to.

Maybe I'm homesick.

Maybe I'm overwhelmed. Afterall, it isn't easy coming back to the real world and being an adult after being spoilt like a child who has no real responsibilities for over a month.

Maybe I'm a bit run down.

Whatever the reason is, I'm really unmotivated and don't know what to do with myself.

I just feel, blah.