“Monotony has nothing to do with a place; monotony, either in its sensation or its infliction, is simply the quality of a person. There are no dreary sights; there are only dreary sight seers.”
― G.K. Chesterton, Alarms and Discursions

We all have our vibrant days, days where time seems to be non-existent and everything feels like its flowing perfectly. Other days are more subdued, as if cast over by a fog and covered with a veil of mist. It is a balance of these days which bring us to the teetering of our own personal thresholds.

We love our good days, and rightfully so. But many of our days seem to just come and go, come and go…

Come and go…

We wake with our own personal routines. Many shower first thing. Take a walk. Eat breakfast. Read the paper. The individual morning ritual is as varied as our own personal lives.

Then the day begins.

We scurry to our jobs, or cart our children off to care… Or both. We stare at a computer screen, tear out engine parts, prepare food, serve food, see patients, greet customers, or drive for miles hauling Flux, Caustic gas or VTB. No matter the job, the job is usually always the same.

And it’s the same the next day, and the next and the next.

Those of us who take a particular route every morning might also notice that we pass the same cars at nearly the same time every day. We see the same people, the same uniforms, the same tools and the same emails.

So much of our day is redundantly the same that it begs us to question life at times.

So, what else is there besides… This?

We look around at our life and wonder, how did I get here? Why do I do this same thing over and over, day in and day out?

Why do I wake up. Rinse… Repeat?

It is during these times, during these days that seemingly revolve for no other purpose than revolving, that we must understand one simple truth that can visit on us much more of a vibrant view of life.

No matter how mundane, monotonous or repetitive days may seem, the moment is always present to change the view. Every second offers a chance to take a detour, or to look at the brightness off in the distance before focusing on the dark cloud overhead.

And while so many things may always seem unchanged, be sure that everything is always changing.

This life is Change. It is soft one day and hard the next. It is sweet one second and sour another, and it is fast moving at times, while at others it slows to a snail’s pace. But no matter how it seems to move, it moves always–forever until.

We should all remain wise to these truths of life.

When the path seems to be fruitless, this is when most turn around. Though had they simply walked over the next climb, the fruit would be there waiting for them. And this is true in all that we do. We give in too easily, and in doing so we fall into a stagnant loop that we trap ourselves within, never to witness the fruits of our labor.

And sometimes those fruits can be found during our seemingly plain morning rituals. We find them in kind gestures when standing in line at the gas station, least expecting them. We find them in thoughts of our loved ones that grace our minds at just the right moment.

We find them when we run late, deviating from our routine, and run into an entirely new exciting chapter of life.

Life begs us to experience it fully. And we cannot do this by doing the same things over and over again.

Though we must flow wisely along our paths, we also need the sense to change directions once in a while. And even though our paths might not be able to be changed, our focus is always able to shift.

Notice the light instead of the dark.

Then, Rinse… and Repeat.