Last week I took the week off. I didn’t take the time off to travel or do anything interesting but just to stay at home and recuperate mentally. I was so happy that week and felt as light as a feather. I would wake up early morning and just smile and feel peace and content. Sadly my holidays ended yesterday and I’m back to work today. I’m feeling so nauseous at the thought of going back and am practically fighting with my body and every cell of my being to force myself out of bed. It’s so unnatural living this way. I can feel my mind crumbling with every second.