The sun is just about to rise, but here I am already working in my office. I only sleep for three hours, and then I continue my work. I'm almost done with the first week's documents and those urgent documents.
I look at the pile of documents and sigh. I still have three weeks worth of documents to finish.
"Csille, you can do this! If you delay it for another day, it'll start to pile up again, and you won't finish this if that happens."
I have already cheered myself up a couple of times now, but I guess it's not working anymore because from time to time, I can feel the frustration that is starting to build up inside of me.
I am still struggling working with a document when I hear someone knocks on my office door. I look at my watch that is lying on the table and frown.
