fruitless.

So, I have been feeling absurdly unproductive lately. That is not to say that I have not been getting anything done, because I am well-nigh the busiest girl on the planet but, I dunno, none of it feels meaningful. It's quite frustrating, actually. I wake up around 5:30 every morning, sometimes earlier, and do not return home until about 8:30 in the evening, and I am running around all times in between, but I seem to get nothing accomplished. I am tired and remiss and ineffectual... where is my joie de vivre? Where are the fiery passions I felt ablaze in me only a week ago? Something has sapped my energy, my élan vital, and I find myself a tad apathetic. Any suggestions? I need a wakeup call. Red Bull give me wings! :P