Would I ever be satisfied with my job?
Hey guys, it’s been a while since I’ve popped by. After realising my interest in writing and pivoting my career into the content space, I’ve ironically turned into one of those who have unknowingly made something they’re interested in into a job. That means tragically turning what I’ve previously enjoyed into something I find a chore. Nevertheless, I’m trying to make it a point to jot my thoughts down here to make sure that future me would have something to laugh at. Anyway, back to the main point of today’s post. I’m currently covid positive, which means I’m stuck in my room nursing my health back while enjoying this mandatory solitude. Which means loads of space to think and ponder about life. Woohoo! Being away from work for a week also meant that I had some headspace to not think about work. Which made me realise how much I don’t feel like heading back to work next Monday. And then I suddenly felt pretty sad - am I supposed to have Monday blues for the rest of my life? Like… is