"Be careful what you wish for, it might be granted to you."
Somebody might have said it to me, or I might have read it from somewhere. But yes, I wish, yes, how I wish I was more careful in my wishes.
God has been good, really good to me. He gave me a lot of blessings more than what I wished for. Now I'm just tired.
I wished for work that would be pioneering in my field of expertise. I wished that I could work with no specific time to come in or out. I wished that I could help other journalists.
God granted me my wish.
I work in the morning, I work in the afternoon, I work in the evening, I work at dawn, I work in the office, I work outside the office, I just work.
Reporters who get threats call me, media organizations call me for interviews when a journalist is killed, I attend meetings, travel to places without enjoying the sites, address audiences as if it is my responsibility to attend such functions, etc, etc.
I just work. I have no time to enjoy the fruits of my work, to gaze at the sunset or welcome the sunrise. I haven't seen a movie for a long time, I haven't been to a mall, I haven't sung in a videoke bar, I haven't even had beer with colleagues.
How I wish I can still make a wish without God making a joke.