Iris
I finish getting ready and start putting away some documents I had to bring home to review. The workload increases day by day. I feel exhausted and at the same time happy with what I have accomplished.
Everything is going full steam ahead for all the projects I had in mind to push forward upon returning home, at least those I set out to do and needed to carry out for this crazy year, on this side of the world.
I knew I had to immerse myself in work to avoid thinking about the past and to make the present more "bearable."
Once I finish organizing everything and head out to have breakfast with the "family." It's really weird being in this house, living with my father, my in-laws... and Michael, it's like a parallel world.
In the past, this would have made me jump for joy. I would g
