Wake Up, Heart!

Sometimes I just wade through the days, like a mash-up, no distinctiveness to each. Sheer mundaneness like a well-programmed robot. Off Goes Alarm. Snooze. Again. Up. Brush. Bathe. Coffee. Check Mails. Breakfast. Dress Up. Work. Lunch break. Work. Back. Cook. Clean. Sleep. 


In this madness, I take no note of the date or day. Or the happenings. Sometimes days are recongnized by the meeting invites. Time just goes by. Office Work gets done. Month end payroll processing does its job. 


Nothing passionate accomplished in the process. Moments not savored. Or saved to be relished later. 


Nostalgic recollection tells me that I have indulged in passionate pursuits which have rewarded my inner core and I have made the most efficient usage of my time and resources when I was doing multiple things that 'interested' me. And I did each of those activities well. 


I find it surprising to even think it was me doing all that and still enjoying every moment of my life. Even then I have been like a robot but a robot that followed and lived its heart. 


Now, the heart is missing from the equation. Need to resuscitate it to glory!