#BEDM14 Day 29 – Painful Monotony
The full title of today’s blog (that I didn’t put in the title because I hate when my blog has long titles) is:
Why is life so painfully monotonous and dull?
I think whoever came up with this topic needs to be taken out for some ice-cream. Jesus.
If you had no clue what was going to happen today, if you had no idea how your day was going to pan out, if every morning was a brave new world, that not knowing would be So. Fucking. Boring. Not only are humans creatures of habit, but we can make anything a habit.
Within reason. Some people sway toward routine, some toward spontaneity. I’m the former, I like pattern and rhythm and routine, with the occasional whimsical bit of change as a palate cleanser to keep things interesting. Others can’t be having with doing the same thing over and over. So the answer to the original question is “because you’ve let it be”. If you’re the kind of person who is susceptible to feeling those feelings then it behooves you to arrange your life so those feelings are minimised.
Me? I’m a happy little mouse when things are on rails and I can see exactly how things are going to pan out. I like peace and quiet and knowing about things in advance, but I also get bored easily so I like having lots of things to juggle around that aren’t easily plannable. It’s like that schmaltzy life parable and the jar and the big stones, the small pebbles and the sand. I like the big stones to be stable and regular so I can work around them, which gives me the freedom to juggle the smaller stones that fall down between the big stones. If you just let them fall they’ll get stuck in random places; knowing how the big stones work means I can put the smaller stones in the most optimal place. And the sand that runs between all the stones and pebbles…? Well, I prefer it to be wine rather than sand.