I quit work six months ago and enjoy every bit of the taste of freedom that it gave me ..... I am free to do what I like, sleep as late as I want to, eat my meals when I want - where I want, catch up on my reading, wander the streets and shop impulsively at any time of the day, any day of the week .....
Then, yesterday, I walked into my old office for a visit ... and my Mind sent me powerful flashbacks of the time I'd spent there toiling away, listening to employee grievances, formulating strategies to keep employee performance on track and organizing and running events on a scale that I never thought I'd be able to pull off. And strangely, I missed the agonies of work! I missed the late nights spent worrying over presentations due, the documentation that I never seemed to get done because there was always someone who wanted their problems solved, the stress of ensuring that every minor detail was taken care of so that there was never a reason for anyone to complain ....
But wait a minute, weren't these just the things that drove me to go on a sabbatical? so what exactly was I missing .... oh wait, its just my Mind playing its games all over again!!
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