It's so easy to fall into the autonomous way of living. Thinking that you need to work/study because its necessary for you to succeed yet you gain no pleasure or enjoyment from it at all. You end up being a walking, talking, organic robot going about its own day. Days pass by you without you even booking that its already September now, and the pounds are packing up, but you barely noticed that. You find that you now spend more time coped up in your living spaces, piled over with books and wrappers of those energetic chocolate bars you thought were a good idea to buy. Curtains closed, and seeing daylight is a curse to you. Getting on stairs would even be a challenge by that time. Living like this and getting into this kind of mind-frame is very easy, yet is so hard to break out of it.
I pray none of you find your lives like this. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy (which of course I don't have one

) at least I would want my enemy to enjoy messing with me, than doing it autonomously.