And somehow I think it’s actually great.
HOW IT BEGAN
Since April, I have been working from home. Remote working has truly blurred the lines that separate work from personal life. And with that, comes its own set of problems.
Due to the fact that I’ve been working non-stop on my laptop for an extended, undisclosed number of hours a day, I have subjected my aching nerves to send me an SOS with increasing occurrences where I notice my hands are feeling tingly and numbed.
So I set out to do what all digitally-savvy, educated people of this generation would do: search for the symptoms online.
And according to WebMD, I already have carpal tunnel syndrome. But I remained skeptical. So I went to search for massages instead.
That mini online research…
The imperfect girl, getting a glimpse on her imperfect self.
“What am I doing?”, I asked myself.
I don’t mean it literally, well, I mean, like, in life.
Well, I’ll tell you what I’m doing now. Chugging some beer, sitting in front of the computer, trying to relax with music only to find that the auto-playlist thought it was appropriate to flash out tunes that brought me back to this time last year. When my heart was broken.
I’m not going to lie. …
