Brain freeze

I was blog stalking and I read this birthday wish in a post:

So eloquently put and so thoughtful. Not something I couldn’t do, but as of late, I’ve realised that my birthday wishes, farewell wishes have sounded patronising more than anything else. It’s like an instant writer’s block when I pick up the pen to write something.

This will sound a lot like blaming, but I think work is a major reason why my brains seem to cease its function outside of work because they’re protesting against the intense stress I put them through on a normal work day.

Sometimes I wish that I have more time to think (of things other than work), to breathe, to ponder, and to just… stone.

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