Erratus Animus

Where does life end and living begin I ponder as the work days grind on. The constant demands and ungrateful drain me of my humanity as quietly I am assimilated by societies force. A simple drone I be to those who would think themselves my better. Acting in accordance to the rules and laws of another would be king, however the emperor has no clothes for he too is but a simple drone buzzing about.

Where does life end and living begin reverberates rhythmically through my core as my ...