Comfort of Monotony
Wake up in the morning, brush teeth, make a cup of coffee, drink it, go to gym, workout, come back, cook food, eat, go to office, come back from office, cook food, eat, sleep. A cycle is what everyone hates but find comfort in. That is a weird dilemma. Humans would like to do something new all the time yet want to have something else to look back.
That’s one long cycle I’ve described, but the problem is doing the same cycle for way too long. You just want to wake up at 8am for decades, want to keep clicking the same buttons in office for years. Change seems really really hard cause all this built up aggression of work since childhood makes us think all adult life should be easy going.
Why shouldn’t it though? All my schooling, I was said to work hard now to relax later. Pass board exams with good marks, life will be settled. Crack a good on-campus job, you won’t need to worry about anything else for decades. I did all that work to relax now. I demand my right to relax. I demand my right to click the same buttons everyday in office to come back home and watch Netflix. I have all the damned reasons to do it.
Guess all of us are about a century late. Industrial age gave the privilege, not now. Those days, you could press the same buttons all life to have chilled beers at night. Monotony is what was expected then.
Now is a different age. Monotony is hated by all. Growth comes to non-button pressers. But, why do we even want to be monotonous in the first place?
All of it started building from us thinking the grind was only in the school. Grind enough now to reap the benefits later. All that grinding had us compensating every friday to go out. We should’ve been taught how to love the grind. It’s not late though.
Unless I find peace in being half drowned, I’m always flapping my limbs looking for a shore. Exhausted, yet flapping day-in to think about next day’s flapping at night. I just have to let the stillness through, experience the calm of being in water. Cause, there is no shore anywhere for hundreds of kilometres. Hope of a future peace is menacing - finding it now is necessary for a full life.