I’m not sure how I am supposed to react to the constant barrage of emotions that I am subjected to. I resist that drama as much as I am able to. It just sucks the life out of my soul when I have to deal with it. I am sitting here, writing this, with no spark of life. I feel like a zombie.

I overslept my alarms this morning – the second time in the past month or so. I made it in to the office safely, but I am drained. I have precious little energy to draw from. My mind looks at the myriad of things I need to do, and becomes…blank. Then my blood pressure goes up.

Sometimes, I feel like humanity is gone. Killed off by the complacency of the younger generations, raised by the helicopter parent and participation trophy generation, looking for a quick fix to societal ills that was convenient to their myopic lifestyle. More often than not, it makes me feel like I want to leave this world behind and depart into the cosmos.

But I am wrong to place that blame at the feet of the Millennials and Gen-X’ers. We are all to blame, all of us 100% responsible for where we are in life, and for what happens to us.

The problem is that we don’t listen. Never have, and (as I am now beginning to believe) never will. To keep on this present path, we’ll continue to burn through generation after generation, with no progress towards collective enlightenment and understanding of the human condition.

I always hear that “we have to keep up the fight” and “hang in there” and so on. Some of us have given so much, as much as we are possibly able, and are unable to give any more. The places and manners in which we find recharge have been taken away or emptied of resources. It’s pretty sobering to know that an outcome that none of us wants may just be over the horizon.

Right now, I’m focused on just making it to the end of the day.