right now i can't help but feel sorry for myself.
whatever drive there is to finish all my tasks right before christmas day has already been extinguished thanks to this crazy news that i receive this early monday morning.
i thought i got everything settled already. i know we're running on a very tight schedule that's why i planned my trip home on the night of the twenty-fourth. with almost three hours on the road, i'm pretty sure i'll be able to enjoy noche buena with my family. of course, next day would not only be christmas but also my granny's eighty-sixth birthday. as always, all of us children and grandchildren alike will be there to celebrate together. it was, after all, a family tradition.
but i won't be able to join my family this year. the top bosses made sure of that.
i'll be working on christmas day.
in my entire life, i haven't experienced christmas day without my family. i know it's not that big a deal to some but it is to me. worse, i can already imagine how sad it would be on the night of the twenty-fourth - as families and friends exchange greetings and well-wishes, i'd be there in my dark room, alone, waiting for sleep to conquer my consciousness.