just a reflection for today..
It's been for a few days actually, this feeling of not being here, physically yes, but it seems my spirit is away and wanted to be somewhere.
It's been more than two months since I left my second home, the office where I used to be comfortable (for the past 21 years). I'm now working in a new company and fitting in is a struggle almost everyday. I'm not used to this kind of struggle. I'm a person that can easily adapt, blend, camouflage or whatever you call it. It's a trait that any traveler should have.
But the struggle is real. I felt being forced to this. I felt so hopeless or much better - helpless and I don't understand why. I'm totally lost. All I know for now is that I needed this job, I need to be here for now.
The urge of being somewhere is too strong. I needed to be somewhere doing a different thing. I need to be there wherever it is....