inspired by my remaining annual leaves, i  decided to write the following:

we are born to be working machine, whether you want it or not. You might not be a workaholic, but you can push yourself to the max if you want/need to. I am impressed with our endurance: you never know your limit until you push it.

that's perhaps why some of us get the chance to experience burn-outs :) you pushed yourself long enough until a day where you body and soul say "neeeehhh, no more pleeeeaaassssss", and mogok[1]. It is not a nice thing, especially when you still have piles of documents or codes to be finished up! but what to do? when body say stop, even if the spirit is willing, you just cannot budge it anymore. time to take a break.