Lot in Life

On weekends I am often a zombie. This is due to my work schedule because I must arise at 5am and I leave my job on most days at 5pm. I wake up automatically and go through repetitive motions. I feel like a carriage horse with blinders on and no other possible direction but forward and without peripheral vision. For when I do look sideways I get stuck in the mass amounts of minutia that exists around me. Alas, the job pays the bills and gives me medical insurance, and every now and then, some satisfaction.