The day started with the continuation of my fever that started from Saturday.

The head ache… Felt like millions of minions banging hard inside the right side of my head. Hardcore pain. Still, I took some meds, packed my bag and started to work.

Like always, pre-planned the tasks to be completed for the day. There was some hurry burry works, waiting to be closed and buried. That’s the primary reason that I didn’t take a sick leave.

But… Well well… Day didn’t turn out the way I wanted.

Entire day my vision was dark tinted. Felt like my entire body is getting pulled down.

The hurry bury tasks? Didn’t finish anything because my boss was busy with something more serious…

Next annoying moment… Presented itself when I flashed my first ever new product launch email, where I made a slight mistake…

Since I looked like an unslept orangutan, my boss told me to leave and WFH…

So I left back home after lunch…

After one hour forty min tiresome travel, I switched on my laptop and finished a few of my tasks… I shouldn’t have. For once I should have listened to my boss and rested.

I should have taken rest…

Cause I messed up the day further… so ended with an earful of warning because I emailed a report which I am not supposed to(which no one has ever told me not to). I mean… How would I know? It’s been just 20 days.

And right when I thought everything is over…

One more person comes and complains at the creative I worked on for a new launch  with my 0.20% of transfered knowledge I received during 5 days handover.

You know what I hate the most… I really hate the fact I am allowing my 27year old self to let some petty external circumstances to define my precious mood.

Why I am even writing a blog on such a thing…

Sometimes I just hate the fact I take things and people tooooo seriously… I mean people who say things to you, behave rudely or treat you badly are gonna forget it in a moment and move on with their life. Then why are you the one being hurt and clinging on to it for the rest of your life. Does it even worth it?

Truly, I just want to be imperfect. Neither do I want to prove myself to anyone. I just want to never let anything disturb me. Is that what finding peace with oneself and the world feels like.

I don’t want to be a kite that wavers to the flow of wind and the pull of strings. Instead I want to flow like water running in the stream. Not letting little things stop my flow. I wanna consider everything as just another experience… That doesn’t have any major impact on where this present moment is taking me. I want to stay in the present instead of riding back to the past more often and dictated by my unknown future.

Cause I don’t want to deal with one more day where I waste my time worrying instead of drinking that God damn lung fung soup and multigrain bread in my table that my mom got to help me recover from my flu.

Cause life is short and I don’t want to let some random people’s actions and words take too much space into my thoughts and memories.