First week in my new job, I asked a coworker how he could bear with this crazy working schedule. He told me, you just got used to it. I didn't believe him. Now, four weeks after that, do I get used to it? Well, yes and no. I still hate this "all work, nothing but work" life, but I am getting better at pacing myself. I try to find time to exercise even if it's only for 15 minutes. I bite the bullet to work after dinner and learn to take breaks so my eyes won't be too tired after long hours of working. I don't have time to read books or go to movies, so I start to read short poems (when I am so sick and tired of reading computer related stuff). Now I feel like going on vacation when I go to sleep.
Now I know how precious my past 6 months were. Totally idle. All time belongs to myself. Have time to be with friends. Looking back, it felt like heaven.
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