Lack of Purpose.

If I stopped eating, would I be a better worker? If my hyperactive brain remembered every single detail, would I finally make someone proud? I've followed every directive given to me. I work, eat, sleep, and rest when told I should do so. Without instruction I resort to a neutral state. I'm tired of following other's commands, my head hurts as I think of things I'd rather be doing. My eyes shut for a moment, suddenly the day has gone by, I've been in neutral. The newest directive is simple. Find purpose in life.