I think around 30 minutes ago, I washed my face, brushed my teeth and prepared the bed. Switched the light off and set the alarm. Lie down on the bed and ready to sleep. But as I lied down, guilty rushes in. The works that I've abandoned. Somehow I felt guilty to sleep. Then in a split moment I decided to just wake up rather than goleng2 atas katil trying to sleep when I know I can't. At the end, here I am buka buku steel and try to finish at least part of my works. Sigh. I am overwhelm by the works that made me felt guilty even to sleep. =.=
Moral of the story: As human being I guess I do have some kind of instinct in making a right decision.
p/s: i've becoming more on more workaholics day by day.