The weekend is the remedy

I decided not to go back to London home this weekend. Tired, sick, too much work.

Goal of the weekend:

• to get works done
• to have proper rest
• to not travel 
• to save money from not train traveling
• to hang out with Faith - my coursemate
• simply because I like being alone sometimes

I am seeing sick frail elderly, terminally ill people everyday since the past few weeks. I have been enjoying too much wards time and blood sucking, and I had too much of socializing with orang putih, I need a proper rest. My health-being was not being helpful last week, my nose was blocked and head was throwing tantrum hence I couldn't get enough sleep. It's as if the tiredness accumulate day by day, day by day and it never went away, one day, this tired anatomy had the urge to crash. 

The need to bunk in, close the window, draw the curtain, lock the door, throw the phone somewhere unreachable - is beyond. And so I did. What a blissful hours of sleep, undisturbed through the night till early Saturday morning - except when my bladder demanded to be emptied. 

Managed to achieved what I aimed for, even went sightseeing with Faith to Chelmer Village and see the countryside. The view is nothing that bricky London can offer, it's serenity landscaped with different shades of autumn colours. Bliss!

This weekend is something to be happy about.