The Familiar return of emptiness

I am present in my life each day and each passing day I watch myself making it busy with working, eating ,talking, shopping , meeting my friends and family.
From a distance I watch myself and each day I avoid returning to my very own self.
With every return to myself I bring back a bundle of gone days,a handful of smiles, a pinch of resentments, some more gray strands of hair and the very much familiar emptiness of life.