Some days I feel like a rodent on the hamster wheel – moving as fast as I can but stuck in one place, going nowhere. Simply going through the motions of life.
It’s like I’m on auto-pilot – get up, shower, go to work, come home, prepare tomorrow’s food, try to sleep, get up and do it all over again day after day. Mind-numbing sameness.
The words of a song haunt me:
It can all seem so pointless and futile but something within me fights on, won’t let me give up. Seemingly out of the blue, in a momentary lapse from the mundane, I will suddenly notice a sunrise or smell a flower or hear the birds singing; I will hear a child laugh, feel the warmth of the sun on my face and something deep inside of me changes. Just for a moment things are not quite so bleak and I catch my breath for the next wave, the next turn of the wheel.