Occluded paths...

Forlorn state of mine in past few days is due to work leading to ennui. Although I try to grill my head with several questions, it always answers that forbearance is the greatest solution. Gingerly I hoard a pile of things to my mind convincing myself of the bright future. Juxtaposed with my co-employees I find myself in a wretched state. Work seemed to have lost its lackluster. I fail to show sedition towards superiority. These thoughts seethe me mad to be recalcitrant toward people. My unfeigned willingness to work is never understood. Paths seem to have occluded by them self. Medley of things recently have imbued nemesis in me. I always feel that the person who stops me should be decapitated. I expect situations to ameliorate. My alacrity to work can never be stopped by anyone.... never...