OF TOIL AND BOREDOM

Where is my drive? I’ve been waking up to a dragging day at the office, barely accomplishing things and tasks, struggling for competence but hardly ever being competent.

 Few remaining hours spent on the screen, searching for answers and throwing back questions. Storming through the dictates of corporate, meeting the demands of management, trying as much as possible to fulfill the duties and responsibilities assigned to me but there is still a miss.

That enthusiasm is long gone. The desire to achieve is slowly depleting. The body is driven to exhaustion. The mind brought to extinction.

My work has become my bread and butter but to consider my work in the office as fulfilling in an overstatement. It has become a routine. Discreetly pulling my passion down and wearing my engines out.

To discern whether the work has served its purpose is a prerequisite to deciding whether to stay or head one for another challenge.

I need to re-assess myself and this current situation. Find the drive in me and see a whole new perspective to work, one more compelling and worth waking up for.