Work is a battleground of any kind – of wits, of personality and character, and of skills. Of the standard five-day work hours, you get to the point when you just have enough. Enough of the madness. Enough of the attitude. Enough of this – this thing called WORK. That day is Friday… it is the time when you just can tell everyone is dying to get out of there. We all need our jobs, of course, it is the reality we are clipped on. But, there is also this thing called LIFE on the other side of it. And this LIFE, it is where I thrive.
Life and work are two separate entities for me. And I care to explain why in just one phrase. My personal life and work obligations run in parallel lines with no intersections and crossroads along the way.