Hours Pass by Without Spiritual Goals Being Accomplished

You ever watch the watch going from twelve to twelve and wonder yourself how the went so fast?

Happens to me more than once, hard to know how.

Funny I haven't found my balance and even as I work too many hours now I feel I make no difference, as if any day is becoming increasingly meaningless.

Without direction, without a goal.

Because I don't have one... or so I believe.

May be I just work out of mechanical brain cell memory, with thoughts, pre-programmed and running in a predefined way.

Unfulfilling? May be, bored? No.