Reflection

My bus rides to and fro work are usually a time of reflection, I have many memories of wiping away tears on the bus during the very stressful work period, it wasn’t the stress as much as the feelings of despair and helplessness.

Days of working till late hours and waiting at the bus stop in the darkness. I hope I never go back to those days again, even though it’s busy in my new job, I am making a conscious effort to switch off after work and not checking my phone or switching on the laptop.

The commute to work is shorter because of the closer proximity of the new workplace. So I don’t have much time to reflect or mull about the day ahead. The moment I step out of the bus I want to quickly get in the office and start work straight away. That’s a good sign right ?