I have had a life long fight against the mundane.
I dreaded those parts of my life that seem routine and monotonous. I always looked for the novel things.
Brushing my teeth, mowing the lawn, practicing scales on the piano – much less fun than cutting a new path through brush and briars, or turning the book to play a new song.
I’m 30 now, and that is still young, but I feel different than I did 10 years ago. I am learning to embrace the routines. Even though they aren’t as exciting, there is something attractive in the familiarity of them.