Early in the morning 3.20 am I lay awake, tossing and keep remembering what I've overheard them said. For a moment I felt worthless, wishing again that I could earn more, wishing that I could be more successful. I cursed for the umpteen times that the annual increment I had calculated and expected didn't come, that the salary range I have targeted since last year was never met...

The disappointment had left me long ago. It was something else that was eating me...

I kept watch of the time, willing myself to sleep. 3.55 am I took one last glance at the bedside clock and finally I slept... No dreams... just a few drop of tears...

Tears to make myself feel better, to release some frustration. And I'm good now, ready to be positive once again...