My life is rather in the extremes nowadays. Some days I see 20 patients, without no one failing appointment (meaning no time for rest), some days I’m supposed to be fully booked but then nearly half of those patients don’t show up. It’s always good to have a chance to rest, but a lot of times I just want to keep my hands busy.

My creativity is going to only one extreme recently, though — the negative extreme. My mind is so occupied these days that I don’t really have time to pick up the more exciting bits of my life. Looking at my old Facebook photos really makes me miss the old days, when I had the time to enjoy life, and to hate life. Yes, sometimes feeling sorrow is also a luxury. When life becomes too repetitive, you don’t really experience ups and downs in life.

And when one doesn’t have really exciting moments in life, one tends to resort to materialism to enrich life. Indeed, there’re a number of things in my wish list. But my conscience constantly reminds me that many of those things are unnecessary, or at best, premature purchases. Well, what the hell. Let’s waste some money.