The dull life of an experienced clerk - Autopilot and stagnation blunts our life -

Robert has been working as a clerk for as long as he could remember. He religiously comes everyday to his office at the same time and drinks the same tasteless coffee into which he dips morsels of bread usually left over from last night's dinner.
He uses the same two fingers to hold the soggy bread, while reading the headlines from the local newspaper that he gets every morning free of charge on his way to the bus station.
After having swallowed his last bit of bread he wipes his face with a worn-out napkin that he made out of a shirt that couldn't fit him anymore.
At his neatly arranged desk, he works meticulously for hours handling the administrative tasks with faded eagerness and uninspired, dull movements.
His brain runs on autopilot going through the same tasks that he has been doing for years.
The blatant lack of challenges and diversity in his work turned his brain into a program running an endless loop of predictable tasks and churning out the same results with robotic rigor.
He leaves work always at the same time, heads to the nearby bus station and wait for the bus.
Inside the bus, he walks up to same seat he has been hoarding for the last years, and lets gravity suck his pudgy, tired body down.

Robert's life is faded silhouette that looms over millions of households. Households that, unbeknowst to their "owner" sank to the level of the unthinking beast.

We are a faded or a bright version of Robert's life. We try to inject mindless entertainment into it to make it more bearable. We take up useless classes or knowledge to pump a semblance of progress and variety into our fetid, stagnant pond of life.

Real change requires boldness and faith. It is not the disguise that only serves as a thin ego varnish that peels off with relative ease at the slightest obstable, exposing our weak real self to life's vagaries. 

Real change and movement is the essence of progress, happiness.