Everything and Nothing in particular

My last entry was posted more than 1 week ago.

What in my life has changed since then?

It seems that everything has changed, yet nothing in particular that is exceptionally striking.

It's a wonder what life's really all about.

Must my life be full of fireworks everyday to warrant it to be a life full of happening, and i suppose, meaning?

Won't that be too tiring after a while? A simple life has its attractions too.

I suppose work has been busy, yet manageable. This might be kinda perverse thinking, but i do feel a wee bit comforted that life revolves around work now cos i m assured of my significance in getting a job done (n many days of times off in lieu subsequently, but that's irrelevant).

I know success in one's job might not be the right measure of success, but through society's viewpoint, it is definitely one indicator of success.

I feel that i am succumbing to the societal herd mentality as the days passed, in more ways than one. i am increasingly being influenced and gauging people based on insignificant measures that i might not have cared about in the past. Does this mean i am getting more shallow?or conversely, more mature of the ways of this world?