There’s nothing left in my small cup and source of inspiration and motivation. It dripped an unimaginable dose for about a month or two, but now..it feels like it’s drying out and I’m about to suck air instead. I might just be able to hold out a few months or so..then I’m out.

You know, I’ve tried my very best to find even the tiniest reason to go to work and while it works, it just doesn’t last me that long. It’s quite similar to a lifespan of a match stick. It does light up, fire up, and swoosh.. few ticks and it’s gone.

I don’t know if it’s the wrong “reasons” or the fact that I am even needing one, that’s stressing me out. Today, I just feel so depressed that this is even happening to me. I don’t want to get to that point where i’ll be dragging myself to work and not get any single positive thing out of it.

I guess while there are things worth fighting for, there are a few worth giving up for the sake of happiness. I just want to be happy and inspired. 

That too much to ask?