Workaholic much?
Y'know, I really have to stop thinking about work.
Spent Friday rolling around in bed. There's a masochist in me which enjoys being totally sapped of energy. Rolling in bed, rolling in and out of consciousness. Playing weird dreams in my subconscious.
Till I wake up and feel slightly better.
But by then you're so lethargic and drained you just want to go back anyway.
It's peaceful.
But I can't help but feel guilty at not doing any work =/
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