Through My Shades: ER
Working myself to death has become the new norm, unfortunately. In my quest to get ahead I found myself terribly sick. What started off as a stomach ache lead to me being in the ER. I have this habit of working hard for what I want no matter the consequences. I blame it on my parents, especially my Dad. It's as if "rest" is a foreign word to us and "sleep" is a thing you do on vacation. I must do better. I know. For the days that I was recuperating, I just laid in bed....something that I cannot remember doing. I watched my favorite episodes of "Sex and The City" and I rested. Ironically a couple of days before my incident I had told a friend that I wanted to just enjoy life. A want a life where I actually enjoy living in the City. I do not simply mean just habitation but actually taking advantage of the city I moved over 24 hours away from home, because I could not live without it. I must make changes. I must do this soon.