I feel that the more I put myself into work (miscellaneous acts of characterizing my spirit into something else for eight-hour stretches at a time) the more I lose bits of myself. I'm slowly stripping myself of everything - my patience, sensitivity, compassion, empathy. I am becoming blind to everything around me and the feelings of those around me. Yesterday a human being is a HUMAN BEING. The highest reincarnation in the cycles of life, the one that is capable of enlightenment. Today a human is an annoyance - I just want to be alone again and be left to my silent thoughts.