When the Workday Ends but the Weight Begins

Today I woke up, made myself a coffee, and sat in our garden. It was colder than on other days, but it was fine. I was scrolling through the internet, my usual routine, I would say, before going to work. I started my day relaxed.

Everything today was in order. Even the local train I use to get to work came on time.

At work, we had some tasks that had to be done, it was a little bit more than usual. An interesting thing that I noticed is that even though we had some extra work, my mood was really okay. But that's not the problem, the actual thing is that my mood really went downhill one hour before my shift ended. That didn’t happen only today, it’s been happening for a few days now. I don’t know if that’s happening because I know that, as soon as my job is done, I will be on my way back home where I have no friends and no one to joke around with like I do with my colleagues, even though my German is still pretty basic, or because I know more responsibilities are waiting for me.

There is a tiny little park on the way home. I am here at this very moment, writing this and thinking about the problem I noticed.

I definitely have no issues with responsibilities. It’s actually something I am used to, that’s something we are all used to. Is that a problem? That we are all actually used to having many responsibilities that leave us with too little time for ourselves.

I really have no idea. I guess I will need to think it through.