working till late..

Monday evening, the weekend just ended, most of the memories are still floating in my mind and I just can't get myself to table, to work, to think about things which do not (at all) fill my soul with joy and pleasure. Everything is so plastic, problems created by people themselves, business which is not connected with living (salary payment is the only exception). You may call me old fashioned, but I still can't get used to work in the office. Doing it already for 3 years, being good at it and most of the time having fun. The work is also good (no complaints about that), the only what I lack is the feeling inside, feeling which would satisfy needs which I can't even describe. Needs close to wonders, life's hardships, nature's surprises, weather's cruelty, father's leadership and mother's warm hugs. Where are these moments in the office? Salary increase is obviously not one of them.