This period of time is a very dreary one. It's very routine-based and there is little to no variation going on. It's really got me all drained and filled with inertia. At the same time, it seems that nothing's going too well. Nothing is screwing up majorly, but just that nothing is doing well either. Well, not yet.

Perhaps I have yet again raised the bar for satisfaction, but this time round I'm failing to meet that.

Life gets mundane when you are always comparing, benchmarking yourself. You need to know how you are doing, but yet at the same time you don't want to find out that you are lacking. You are afraid of being left behind or being slow; you find the need to be getting somewhere just to keep pace.

Finances are always the top worry. You constantly struggle against consumption, yet to ease the daily doldrums of routine life you find yourself just going easy on the spending.

Just trying to piece everything together, find motivation to do something and to work towards something you truly enjoy.

That would be the dream of many but the reality of a select few.