Hmm... Shower thoughts, cause I took a long ass shower to make my feverish self warmer. Don't mind me as I spiral into early-mid 20's existential crisis.
One would start off their day with the usual, a schedule set ahead of time to keep themself in order. That schedule usually goes like;
Wake up, eat something, get ready for work.
Spend 6-8 hours at work doing the same thing you've been doing for weeks, months, years now.
Come home, settle down, and do something before concluding your day with dinner, a shower, then bed.
You've been doing this ever since Pre-school, or Kindergarten. Except back then, each day was something new, something exciting.
Everything is new for about six seconds before the occurring sets back in, and that new thing is quickly overtaken by something else. We only have the choice to remember that once new thing or let it fade into the white noise you've accumulated up until now in your life, there's no stopping the trend unless you make one yourself.
But even that is quickly overcome by something newer, something better, something revolutionary. But it's revolutionary for, once again, about six seconds before another replaces it.
This grows boring over time. This creativity is repetitive, altered in the slightest way, but still sinks into something I'd call a cycle. A cycle that repeats every time the sun rises. A cycle that brings what yesterday held, and the day before yesterday, and the day before that day, only occasionally breaking for a small event like, what, promotion? Graduation? Holiday or break?
It's new for however long it lasts before the cycle starts again.
The same as before. Repetitive and unchanging.
That, my friends, is called insanity. But this isn't the type of insanity that mentally ill people are commonly referred to.
"The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, but expecting different results each time,"
—Albert Einstein
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