Work eats people. No-- it devours. It feels like we don't live life for ourselves entirely. We live life for work and work sucks the life out of humans. We are even surrounded with colleagues most of the time than the people we care for. We spend too much time at work as if we are irreplaceable and we even choose work over our loved ones' requests. The unused leaves, some weekends that were supposed to be enjoyed without distractions, rest times while thinking of work -- all of these are wasted opportunities to live life to the fullest.

I don't want to live that way but telling people this, I will sound like a carefree loser. I am not. I worry about my future. I worry about career. But I also worry about dying with regrets. I worry about wasted time. Our colleagues are not our family. Life shouldn't only be about work.