ESCAPE

You know, I'm not someone who particularly enjoys work.
In fact, more often than not, I'd much prefer to be doing nothing.
When I'm in a good mood, I'd pretty much rather do anything else.

But when I'm in a crappy mood, work is my escape.
I've tried praying. I've tried blogging. I've tried running. All this pretty much makes me feels sorrier for myself.

But when I work, emotionally, I'm pretty good. You see, I'm lucky enough to be doing something that require an emotional capacity of zero to do.
I search through literature. I print out papers. I read them. I process them. And I formulate sentences.
Work keeps my mind occupied, keeps my emotions in check.

Hence why I can never stop working.

I've just recently discovered, work is my escape.

What's yours?