Last week was quite bad. I had to work half day on Sunday too. God also granted me with energy to go for a walk at Peirce Reservoir with AH's family on Sunday afternoon. So, as expected, my body ached and I was overcome by feelings of sadness about having to go to work on Monday morning.

I'd planned to take the rest of the Monday afternoon off to go back & sleep, but Mak asked me along to watch Le Grand Voyage, so I did. I liked the story, but Mak found it a bit anti-climax that the father passed away in Mecca. The movie showed a scene, which showed the place where bodies were kept. I wondered if my Nen was there too when she passed away there. Or maybe it was just in the movies.

I've got several home visits to do and I'm just so so tired. I'm going through a period in which I really don't want to go to work, and all I wanna do is laze around all day. But of course, that's wishful thinking. I hope I'll snap out of this soon. Coz I know, I still love my job. This is just a phase.