My Life In A Suitcase

I'm going on a business trip today. I still have 30-minutes before I have to leave for the airport and thought I would kill time by writing something. Another reason is, I am not sure if I have internet connection where I would be going, or if it is any good if there is. But I sure hope there is, otherwise I'll surely miss chatting with my best friend and Fashmatch (my new addiction) and it would take a while to write another entry in my blog.

This has been may third job and the longest I've stayed with, 8 years and 6 months to be exact. Time really flies fast, I never imagined I could stay this long in one company. You see, I am very impatient and easily gets bored especially when I have to do routine tasks. That's why this job caught my attention, it's something new, something very different from what I did in my previous jobs. And the part I love most is the traveling, I like to see new places, meet different people, see different culture, learn new things. But somehow time has changed that. I do still love to travel, but now I wish I only travel for fun and relaxation. Hahaha.

It is still fun at the moment, but maybe I am getting tired of it. Or maybe growing old changed my outlook in life, my preferences and my notion of what is fun and not. I want to spend more time at home, with my family and friends. I want to relax and breath and take things slowly. I don't want to miss another loved one's birthday, or wedding. I want to be able to say "Sure, I will be there!" when someone asks me to meet up, or visit, or have lunch/dinner/coffee...

Oh how I wish to have a personal and social life again., how I wish I don't have to live my life in a suitcase most of the time...