|random doodles from lightyears ago|
When I was first advised by the doctor to work from home, I didn't think much of it. I figured a month-long break would give my body enough time to reboot and that I'll start work again in no time. However, its' now month number four and I'm still not allowed to go back to the office. Not for the lack of trying, which only resulted in vomiting, blurry vision and a whole bunch of 'I told you so.'
Perhaps for some, not having to go to work is dream come true but I love my job. So much so, I hardly find work 'work' at all. I look forward to getting out of bed, ideas come to me at night so often I have a scribble pad next to my bed. I get energised when I'm with students and bounce of the walls when we do brainstorming in the office. But I digress. . .