"Experiencing Life in All Its Intesity"

Life has intensity? I never really realize before but I guess it does, different grades, levels, pressures, work, family, school, emotions, relationships, down time, cram time, race time. Its all there. So why am I running so fast yet not feeling the satisfaction of moving anywere when all I have done in the last six months is progressed or should I say pressed on, moved forward even though I didnt want to. Life. Its a big fucking mess that everone enjoys getting their hands dirty in but nobody has any soap. Its a big fucking mess thats all its is.