Work disease...

I'm workig and I discovery that I'm a "workholic"!
You know? Work Adict!
Yes! I'm tired, sleepy... but I can't stop! I take a cup of coffee and work! I'm not well in my soul...

I'm sad with to much problems! Because this I need work more and more!...
I must occupy my mind, before my mind transport itself to somewhere far away from Brazil...

Sometimes, my soul wants to go to distant places, and the best medicine for the mind is working blind!

Sometimes I feel sick working... but sometimes, I feel more alive!

Finally, what is the job?
Medication or illness?