I am going to India for 3 weeks. I am leaving on the 13th of October and am going to be with my brother for a week in Dubai before going to Inida. Of course the Dubai part is exciting but the whole idea of the trip is exciting although it is not aimed at fun.
For the sake of those 3 weeks off, I am having a mad rush at work and am almost working most of the weekends. On top of that, I released something yesterday knowing very well that it was just complete and not excellently complete if you know the difference between the two.
I have a deadline for the end of October and am running against time to wind up things for the 12th for I am not going to be at work from the 13th. It really is a mad rush that’s happening both at work and home with my dear husband pitching in at everything possible. And after all this, the minute I land in India, it would be another mad rush before I take the flight to leave back to the US.
Sometimes I really wonder, why are we doing all this, and where are we going? Guess this is what my friend means when he says existential dilemmas?