My escape
I’m an escapist by nature. A beach getaway would be more appealing to me than facing all the pressures of work and life, even for just a little while. Like today for example, when it’s the beginning of the month and it’s supposed to be pressure-free because, hey, it is the beginning of the month. Crunch time is supposed to be during end of monthly cycles and everyone is at nerves’ ends trying to meet sales quotas and requirements. Not now. But as it is, my life is run by meetings and fieldworks and endless troubleshooting. Why am I having a phone call from the office at this hour (10:22p.m.) then? My home is my sanctuary and I purposely do not bring any work at home (unless it’s an absolutely life-or-death kind of reason). But today was an exception, and I was hoping to finish everything business related by 7p.m., which I was able to. Except this darn phone call. Come on. This is one of those times I would readily look for Costa Rica vacation packages or wherever, and book the next available flight out. I wonder if travel experts have a certain kind of travel cruise for stressed out working professionals like me looking for a quick escape. That Hippo river cruise now sounds like paradise to me right now. 
