I have been down lately. I have had enough time recuperating and reevaluating how my life should go. Which road to take and which detours to avoid. I guess I had my own share of misery every once in awhile. This got me thinking: my fellow workmates were able to survive the place that I left. I left cause I felt no one really cared and gave enough effort to make me stay, now I can't go back. As much as I would like to, it's just sad really. I have never been happier in any given field. I can safely say that I felt I belonged there. I guess I found my solace there. I enjoyed my workmates, my mentors and the environment was utterly great.
I guess I got scared, I saved myself first than calling myself a loser. I certainly missed work. I missed the people, everybody. :c
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