One minute to go

I must sleep, i must sleep, i must sleep.
But this day just seems so depressing...

I envy those who know what they want -
and are doing what they want to do.
It just seems so unfair for people to be
constantly searching for their purpose.
A friend pointed out, "maybe we're just too impatient"
and "too busy to listen to our hearts".
Yes, I guess we are.
But how long does it take?
How come other people know instantly?
In this chaotic-ultra-busy-on-the-move-express
world we live in, how does one take time and think
about what one wants?

Sigh...
Life goes on....One minute way over...good night world!