Trapped in the Mundane
Have you ever woke up one morning and thought this is the same day I had a week ago.? No, wait a minute it was two weeks ago. No, let me think… actually I believe it was last month. In fact, it is a common scene that plays itself out so frequently that it becomes less and less distinguishable from one month to the next.
Do we all live like this? Do we get to a point in life when things become so predictable you have troubles even caring if it is the weekend or not?
When I was younger it was all about living for the weekend. What would I get myself into? Who would I see? Should I go out for the day or evening? Or stay home and work on some new little project? Camping was a favourite activity. Even a couple of days spent away from home was invigorating! It was all about the new scenery, exploration, different conversation, not having to beautify myself and eat stuff I wouldn’t normally eat.
Gathering together with friends was more frequent in the past too. These days it takes more time to organize as our schedules have just got more complicated. It is even harder for those with children, but somehow I also think it is just too easy for us all to fall down the rabbit hole.
I watch people go by my home jogging, cycling, walking and driving. When I am out at the beach I have observed people power boating, kayaking and sailing. I wonder if this is just today, or do they live for the next opportunity to experience something new, something adventurous? Do they get up on their days off from work and think “Wow! What a great day for….”
The fact that I can predict a large portion of my life right now, means it is truly time to mix it up a bit. Don’t get me wrong there are so many days when life seems very meaningful, joyous and interesting. I’m not talking about those days. I am referring to how easily life can become one of being a couch surfer and life observer rather than a participator.
I’m far too young to be staring out this window watching life pass by, the rabbit hole is too easy to spiral down in and frankly I miss the old me. I liked her. By the end of a weekend with her I had something to show for it. More pictures for the albums, I learned how far I could push myself, I became a tourist in my own town and had a whole host of reasons to get out of bed.
I wonder how many people feel like they are trapped in the mundane? Maybe it is time to find out how people get from there to “Wow! What a great day for….”
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I think more people than we think are trapped in the mundane. The older we get, the more mired we become in life, and the deeper we sink into the rabbit hole. Predictability is more rampant than we think – even those seeming adventurers who look like they are grabbing life by the horns probably have more of those days than we would think. It is probably those days that make their outings and brief escapes so meaningful. It’s funny how insidious the looking at life through the window becomes, when something perfectly logical reason like illness or sadness takes over and we get stuck. Yet when we finally venture out to reclaim our right to participate in life ‘out there’ we realize how easy it was once we took a step. Boy can that invisible line be powerful.
That was a great comment! So really, perception can be a far cry from reality. The perception that others have it all going on, zest for life, seizing the day, adventure seeking, may in reality also have days when they are the ones looking out the window. I like what you said about it “making their outings and brief escapes so meaningful.” Good food for thought, thanks.