is only february

Buried in open word documents and mails at work.

Need to go back to the laboratory in 15 minutes, but first find the energy in the coffee that is getting cold. 

Reading texts that I forgot to answer for weeks, but still not being able to answer because it passed so long, so I feel ashamed.

Reading texts from the people that I actually remember to answer, and being kinda annoyed for why tired I am and not having enough energy for social life.

Reading the chats on zulip and having no words for what some people from the new teams say and think. We know what we do, everything is planned, is just lots of work in our (my) hands! 

I stretch on my office chair thinking:

Adulting is just too messy and hard, that's why I'm always running away for my fantasy world! At least there I can find peace in the comfort of my imagination.