Ah... something about the way you write, ManualOnly, makes me
think of the novel, 'Hard Times' by Charles Dickens, where there
was a foreboding sense of a bleak world where everything was cold,
calculated, robotic... and very utilitarian.
Life is more than just us grabbing it by the throat and squeezing
it dry for what it's worth!
When was the last time you stopped and smelled the roses? 
