There has to be something more to this life than this mindless dribble I deal with day in and day out.
Of course there is, and therein my frustration lies. I know there is a great deal more that I am completely missing out on by being distracted by the societal mandates that have somehow managed to replace aspects of my very nature.
Is this what is meant by "selling out"? Have I indeed sold out to the highest bidder, a life of comfort, my every breath wasted in the struggle to prepare for a tomorrow that may never come?
How much of the responsibility I place upon my shoulders is merely a means of distraction?