rat race

sometimes i feel life is one huge rat race - running from one place to another, trying to get ahead of everybody (or at the very least, trying to keep up with everyone else), without really anywhere to go.

the days just zip by with blinding speed. everything's a blur. days come and go and not only can you not stop to smell the roses; you can't even sit still for a couple of minutes, nor can you breathe deeply enough to actually LIVE.

what purpose is there to life anyway? you study from childhood 'til you graduate from high school and college. you probably take up a graduate course then move on to post-grad studies. you work. and work. and work. you earn. or at least you try to. you try to save money to buy a house (if that's even possible here in this country). you get married. have kids. you slave a couple more years to get them through elementary, high school and college. they grow up. they leave you. you plod along miserably until you die.

is that all there is to it? *sigh* i really don't think so. and i should certainly hope not. but right now, i think i need a little more help in setting my focus aright...