Figuring it out

There is more to life than the mundane everyday habits and practices that have become our default lives. There is more than the routines of getting up at blank to be at blank by blank so that we can blank... and all the while we try to disconnect from it all because we say that this isn't our life, but it is our lives and we can't blank it out with a blink of an eye because some part of us was there. If not in mind, then in body. And what happens when we keep not being fully present? Is it possible that I can enjoy what I'm doing while I'm doing it? But I don't even like it... And then I say "well, it's a pay check." And other people do things just for the money, but I don't want to be what I called them.