Okay. I had the guts to go on work-related travel before the New Year, after the New Year, and even last week and this week. Difference between those trips: my wife was still here before and right after the new year. the last 2 trips was already wife-less. I am used to leaving her in the house and I never thought of her leaving me for a 2-month vacay in the middle of a pandemic.
Not sure if this is separation anxiety of some sort. I am panicking all over the place. I hate this feeling. I do not like it. I still continue regular exercise and even do breathing exercises.
Productivity. How do I get you back? I miss you so much. We are not even married. Is work the affair I cannot forget?
I definitely cannot afford a breakup with work. I want to rest more. I want to explore my creative side once again. I want to… I do not know. Maybe I should go back to that process of knowing.