Does one ever feel too stretched in too many place?
I’m watching through Formula 1 on Netflix, and whenever I watch this series, I always feel as if I’m living the driver’s life metaphorically, or in an another parallel. I feel the pressure of performance, the pressures of watching to get things done well for my own sense of excellence, and the stress from the people around me too. It just really adds up together.
Not to mention the sense of heat that has just poured over us in Singapore. It feels like the F1 suits match exactly the feeling I have whenever I put on pants or clothing, just another hot sweaty mess.
There are lots of things that are demanding my attention, and screaming for me to pay attention to it. But honestly, I’m just a bit too tired to manage all of it at the same time. I literally have to take a day at a time, and then in my little gaps, I slot in things like this blog writing. It helps a bit. In other spaces, I have to just keep pushing and pushing, keeping the pace up, and confirming where I will be slotting the next push ahead and all that.
My jaw tends to be perpetually clenched at certain periods, but thankfully with army out of the way, it’s a little bit more relaxed. There’s no more persistent jaw ache that I felt from the weeks before. Now it’s just the frustration of the next few weeks, and the time leading up to the next slot of leave that I’m hoping to take, and soon after that, it’s the end of my two year contract in my current place of work.
Just a bit more, and it will soon be done.
Not that life after that will be Cloud 9, but at least, hopefully I won’t be able to relate to the stress of a race car driver anymore.