Somewhere along the way, I forgot how to live. I’m a living robot with the same damn routine.

I’m not sure when it all started but slowly, I am forgetting the meaning of life. Life feels meaningless. I wake up and do the same thing every day, surviving and not living.

I am working to live. Earning money to pay those bills.

It’s the same boring life.

No progressive overload.

No change. No progression.

The same meals. The same boring life.

I’m not sad but I’m not happy either. I’m silently miserable?

Does the life of stability mean an insignificant life?

I thought I made it. I have a stable career, simple life, and have food on the table. What’s there to complain about? But I can’t help to think what’s the next step? Why am I currently not enjoying the true moments of life that I’m living? What am I expecting to be different and is there something I should expect to be different?

My “Overbearing” Daily Routine

I start by waking up at 5am to get the day started.

6am — wake up, brush my teeth
6:30am — morning workout (upper body/lower body/full body/cardio)
7:30am — shower, eat breakfast and head to work
9:00am…