C9 H13 NO3

Another day. Another ordeal. I always wake up to nothing, but feeling my days are numbered. My life right now is a bit placid. I am missing the turbulence; the arguments, the deadlines, the demands, all the little details that define my purpose. I am very certain that I am more effective amidst pressure. Comfort just doesn't go well with my personality. I guess I was born to squirm. Tranquility scored more as a threat to me than a sign of an evening repose. Like a looming shadow, ready to engulf its unsuspecting victim. Nothing beats a day spent at work, and then coming home tired, ready for a good night's sleep.
'Pleasant exhaustion' is exactly what I call it. :)
~ RochelleVillaflor©2011