My work, though a source of pride and well, obsession, for me is also a form of therapy. Since the days where I worked myself though university I have used work to fill my days and many, many nights when I've been stressed and worried about other things in my life.
There's a theory that Asians are good a math because it's finite, concrete. Numbers don't change, while nuances in language do.
It's the same with work for me. It's the only thing that doesn't fluctuate. (All my friends in PR will laugh now, as our field is always in flux!) But really, for me, it's my security blanket.
And I've been hugging that security blanket really tightly the past couple of months. Plowing through a 15 hour workday helps me not think of doctor's visits, family turmoil and fear of what's currently going on with my life. Luckily (for me or for my clients, I'm still not sure) I've been pretty busy. Lots of project management, launches and media relations has been keeping me blissfully happy.
But I'm leaving for Costa Rica in a little over a week. I'll have nothing but a backpack full of books and a handful of clothing to keep me company. Well, that and my thoughts.
We'll see how it goes. I had originally planned to spend my week in CR meandering through some forest but after I read about the GINORMOUS bugs there, I decided to just head to a little surf town and lie blissfully in a hammock.
I'm not good at relaxation. It's counter productive for me. The more I concentrate on relaxing, the more antsy I get to do something -- anything! This is also the first time in a looooooooooooooooooooooooong time that I'll be traveling solo. In a way, I'm kind of really happy to go on a trip with the old me as my traveling partner.
But for the now, I have work on the brain and on the laptop.
I wonder if I still have time to buy a Netbook...