The small brown cat. Its back.

It means alot to me. Not many will know why, because i do not share it much.

Its been tiring at work lately, and most of the people i meet tell me that i look haggard. I myself feel exhausted. But its going to end soon. Just yesterday, I took over to be a supervisor again, and i sat down with the contractors, shared some 100plus and talked about life.

Old and almost retired, yet somehow they are at peace with themselves, no stress, free of tension as compared to us the younger generation. It seems to come with age, as wisdom begets age (did i use this right?). To handle situations with rationally with a tinge of jadedness.

The same lethargy that seems to fill me up. Yet, I am none the wiser.