Recycled.

I'm concluding another long boring session of wake too early, work too long, stay up too late. It happens four days in a row on a weekly cycle. On the fifth day. I sleep too long, wake too late, do too much, stay up too late, wake too late, do too much, stay up too late, wake too early, do just enough to come home and lay around before staying up too late and repeating. It's endless. It's boring. It's a routine. It's familiar. It's contention if not comfort. It's happiness and distress served gluttonously on one plate.

In time, long distances become shorter, years go by faster, friends become more meaningful - because they're few and far between - and as a whole, you just become either more cynical or more alive... dependent of course upon what day of the week it is.

My ultimate goal is to not look at Monday as the beginning of the week, or Tuesday's conclusion as the end of what's not even half of my week's hours as a civil servant. Wednesday shouldn't just be the dividing point between the better half and the worse half of my week. And Thursday and Friday shouldn't just lead me into the weekend. I want each week to be a new endeavor. I want to live, work, and chillax in a forward thinking environment.

 

It is easy to get bogged down by routine.......

"If you don't like something change it; if you can't change it, change the way you think about it."
~Mary Engelbreit

 

^ Wise advice.

I'm really prone to getting into ruts. Sometimes it's comforting, but it can be very dangerous. I'm working on changing things up a bit in the next few months, just to see how it goes. Might be doing a bit of a career change soon too.

Good luck with breaking out of your ruts ryan! Sometimes it can just be about perception, but it helps to do something different, uncomfortable, or frightening every now and then. Just to shake things up.