Killing time, perhaps through computer games, or anything else without any real purpose, is one of the worst things one can do to oneself psychologically. I also discuss fault-finding: when was the last time you found fault with yourself, and made a commitment to change that fault?
Killed by an emptiness.
Doing good is a more complicated affair than simply "doing good". How much "good" does one need to do for it to be "enough". How can we permit ourselves luxury when others cannot even afford the necessities to survive?