It’s been a busy week. The work has been never-ending and the hours very few.
Like you, I too wonder where the time flies by. Imagine if we could catch it and put it
in a jar and then use it sparingly the way we like.
But since that isn’t happening, we watch it fly by. It’s sad, frustrating and “irritating”…
while the world is busy celebrating, “we overworked elfins are at home sleeping”. Despite the days
we go home tired, despite the times you had just wanted burst out crying, you still have the
strength to say: “Let’s not get bog down with work. I still want us to make plans and hang out.
It’s just difficult phase, right?” you ask. “Hmm, I don’t want to come to a point and say ‘I don’t
want to work here.”
I doubt it’s happening. I doubt you are going to crash. I doubt you are going to crack despite the load you seem to drag. You still find reasons to laugh — gosh, your shoe and how the sole came out; you took that dirty sole home, didn’t you?
So, hang in there and don’t lose hope. This week’s crazy, the next one will be better. We’ll go for
movies and coffee dates, but till then, let’s get done with this stupid work. And once we are done,
I am going to be making fun of you for all the times you acted like a lost and whimpering puppy.