Time

It's 1:37am. My eyes are heavy and i am obviously tired. Very tired. But i refused to go to sleep. I need some "Me" time. Time away from work, away from everything. Just me and myself. I feel that i really don't have enough time. My house seems like a hotel. A place where i come home only to sleep and get up the next very morning to go to work. I don't even have time to do housework, to sit infront of my TV to catch a movie. Why am i so busy? Why am i so hardworking? What am i fighting for? Why do i need to earn so much money? Why i have no off days? Not even one?

Youngsters nowadays... or even anyone who's already working, would you go to work without an off day? Would you work almost 365 days a year and only rest during Chinese New Year? Not only do i have no off day, i realize that i worked overtime. Hence i reached home late and i totally have no time for myself! What am i doing to myself? Is this all worth it? But what to do when this is your own business that you are running? I know, time is something that we can plan. But how? Have i become a slave to working? I mean who on earth have no off days? Many a times people still call me lazy. These people have no qualms of judging me when they say that. And mind you these are people who hold a good job with good salary. And of course 2 off days a week. *roll eyes*

And serve me right cuz i had chose to let this happened to me. I have no time for "life" no life is the word. I need life. I need time off work to do human stuff. I am a human not a machine. I need play time. I need time to go out shopping, have a nice drink with my friends or close ones. I need time at hotel home doing nothing but just lazing an off day away. What is an off day? I don't know. Me and Teerak's been working so hard. Yes, we made money but we have no time. We need some play time. Me and him felt the same way. We don't wanna work for numbers. The numbers that increase in our bank account and we never even get the chance to use it. What is the point of the ever growing numbers? Meaningless isn't it?!

We have no debts, why are we working like hell? We are so young, why are we not seeing the world? We have a beautiful little girl, why are we depriving her of a even better childhood? What are we doing working around the clock? We are tired. We have no time. We need to play. We seriously need that. But how do we do that without feeling guilty? And who is making us feel guilty for resting? Some things aren't so simple to just tell. Anyway, we had already made up our mind... we are taking off days starting next march. After Chinese New Year. We deserve it. We do.

What is money? Life is something that money can't buy. I am not in need of money. I have money. I need life. Really need one...