give and get

Yesterday I worked for 16 hours. You would think it's horrible, but actually it's not that bad. Sure, you have moments when you look at the watch and see that it's twelve, ten and seven hours left until you can go home. You're tired. But the fact that I help people who needs me, and that I can make their life easier and sometimes even pleasant, it's worth it. In the end it's not all about the money. It's just the way I am. I care. Sometimes too much, but I rather do that then not care at all.

So I thought I would sleep for at leat 12 hours today, which I did not. More like six, and then adding three hours of dozing on and off to Grey's Anatomy.

Now I'm going for a swim and later a run.

Tonight I have planned some kind of get together with my class mates and our friends. I really hope as many as possible can show up. Life is short, and we haven't seen eachother, all together, for two years. We were a great group in school. No wonder I cried like a baby on our graduation day.