I have absolutely no idea where time flies off to. When retirement was forced upon me due to my lack of a visa, I had grand plans for my last 30 days here. I was going to complete the data analysis for the MsC thesis aling with the introduction and meyhids section, I woukd be fukky packed by now and most importantly, I would be well rested with all the laundry completed and I would be leading a healthier lifestyle and lost some weight because I would be eating better!
Instead, the apartment is a mess, I haven’t even started packing, and my data is a mess. And yet, I haven’t been idle. I’ve been going to the hospital everyday, I’ve done the laundry in what I hope is a consistent manner. But there are boxes of random stuff, and my stuff is just everywhere. Worse, I have 1 week before I leave! Panic!