Work work work... dudududu...

It's been all work and no play this past week. It's somewhat tiring to just work and go home with very little interaction with people, but also somewhat of a relief that I get to have an excuse not to socialize.

My busy state somehow insulates me from feeling the hurt brought about by family affairs. It doesn't give me time to contemplate about some phone calls to home that didn't go too well. (Why did I ever make that second call?!)

But I know in myself that I cannot keep this up for long. Even now I am starting to tire and losing motivation. I must find the way to push myself to the next level, just like last year. What little driving force I have: the stuff I am getting next week, the music that I am using to relax my mind, bond of a once severed friendship that is healing itself, are all somewhat temporary fixes.