Those days...

I'm tired... I mean not really physically tired, though I'm almost heading to that direction. I'm kind of mentally and emotionally tired (okay, I don't always feel this way... Just some days and this is one of those days). I don't know how to feel. I'm not happy nor sad. I'm not fed up with my job (not yet... Hope I will not come to that point though) but I'm not happy about it either. 

I feel like I'm working just for the sake of working. I'm living absent-mindedly. I wish I'm somewhere else... in the beach or perhaps in the Himalayan mountains (just for a few days probably) or maybe exploring the rainforest of Amazon or in the sacred valley of Peru or in Sa Pa in Vietnam where Susana would brag about or maybe exploring the beautiful city of Singapore or just enjoying the relaxing view of Bali... Or maybe... maybe just sleeping, oblivious to the hurly burly of the world around me.