I am busy finishing up some paper work that I need to submit at the end of this day. It is already 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and I still have plenty of things to do. It's like it's unending, and I just don't know if I can make it by the deadline. While I was busy typing my ass off on my desk, my phone suddenly vibrated, signaling that I had received a message. I looked into it and couldn't help but smile because it was a message from my dear best friend, Sky. I took my phone and checked what he was asking.
"So what are your plans this weekend?" Sky asked in his message. I
"Nothing much. I will just catch up on some sleep because this week has been hectic at work," I replied.
Sky's response came swiftly, a hint of mischief evident in his words, "Oh, come on, Arthena! You can't spend the entire weekend sleeping. How about we do something fun? It's been ages since we hung out together. What do you say?"
I chuckled at Sky's enthusiasm, appreciating the much-needed distraction from my demanding workday. "Alright, alright. What did you have in mind?" I inquired, curious about the adventure he might be plotting.
His response was prompt and brimming with enthusiasm, "Pack your bags, Arthena. We're going on an adventure."
As I read Sky's message inviting me on a weekend adventure, a subtle sense of reluctance crept in. The demands of my work were still looming over me, and the idea of escaping for an entire weekend seemed impractical. I hesitated before responding, "Sky, I appreciate the offer, but I really need to catch up on rest and finish some work. Can we plan for another time?"
His reply was swift, accompanied by a playful emoji, "Come on, Arthena! You're always buried in work. You deserve a break. Trust me; this will be the perfect getaway. I've planned everything, and it's just what you need."
Despite Sky's enthusiasm, my initial reservations remained. I typed out my concerns, "I'm swamped with deadlines, Sky. I can't afford to take a break right now. Besides, spontaneous trips are not really my thing."
Undeterred, Sky continued his persuasive efforts, "Arthena, when was the last time you did something just for yourself? You've been working non-stop, and you're on the brink of burnout. This weekend away will do wonders for you. Trust me, everything at work will still be there when you get back."
His words carried a genuine concern for my well-being, and I couldn't deny the truth in what he was saying. Still, the weight of responsibility held me back. "Sky, it's not that simple. I have responsibilities, and I can't just drop everything and leave."
Sky, ever the optimist, responded with unwavering determination, "Arthena, we've been through thick and thin together. You've always been there for me. Let me be there for you now. This is a chance to recharge, to find a new perspective. I promise, I'll make sure you have the time of your life. You deserve it."
Despite my reservations, Sky's words struck a chord. The idea of a carefree weekend, free from the shackles of responsibility, held a certain allure. As he continued to paint a vivid picture of the adventure he had planned, the barriers I had erected began to crack.
Eventually, with a sigh and a reluctant smile, I gave in. "Alright, Sky. Let's do it. But I'm holding you to your promise of a stress-free getaway."
Sky's joyous response echoed through his messages, and as the weekend unfolded, I found myself grateful for his persistence. The unexpected adventure turned out to be a much-needed escape, a chance to break free from the monotony of work and discover a side of life that I had almost forgotten.