When work pressure begins to control your life, you will begin to realized how you’re starting to miss the moments of living. I am feeling it already.

It’s a hot sunny Monday after, approximately half past four in the most hazardous heat in Kuala Lumpur, it is insanely 40 degrees in temperature, which is one of the hottest time during summer in the land down under. Literally, the global warming has come attacking our lives as well.

I am sitting at this miserable workstation, staring at the screen hoping I would do something else then this endless project management that seems to extend its maturity of time. I am looking outside the window, distracted by a cup of hot mocha in my hand and noticed how bright the sun shining through the transparent clear glass that brings back to my world.

My world seems rather dull at this moment in time. Beauty of this industry has lost all its charms. Everything seems familiar and routine. After awhile one task after the other, is something you can predict the outcome. When I reevaluate what went wrong, I know that my attitude towards work can do wonders. Not that, I have not tried, I have. But every single time, I try and gather the effort just to realize the more I should exit myself.

Every single morning, I dread to wake up from bed and every single night I wish that morning never comes. But when it comes to weekend, I look forward on Friday evening simply because I know the weekend is here to stay. And when Monday come, it goes back to square one. Now, while gathering my thoughts, there must be away to start cherishing the learning moments at work. I need to do something that makes me feel good about myself and stir up the spirit in me, again.

Deep down inside, I know what I am looking for..