Then why do I feel like I'm in a formless limbo, with a steadily increasing mountain of work/empty boredom on the horizon?
Where is this "golden age"? It wasn't school, and it certainly isn't now. Come on you old people, I know you're out there somewhere.>
I've tried filling up time with activities, but all that means is that as soon as I "step off the mat" as it were I feel isolated. bah.