All work and where's the play?

There was no urge to update.
I had wanted to write something about periods and/or the woman who stole my seat.
I had flashes of inspiration while at work.
I wanted to write.
Something. Anything.
But that thing, that thing that pushes an extra pump of blood into my heart.
Got lost
When I went home
I just slumped onto the sofa
Blindly watched nonsensical TV dramas
And then climbed onto the bed
Waking up to continue a busy long day

(Dear God/ Dua Bek Gong - Give me a break!)