Today is the same day as yesterday...and as the day before that, and before that. It's a terrible feeling: depression some may name it. Every day is exactly the same even though it’s actually not. It’s just so difficult to differentiate what YOU have done during those days that they just combine into one big ball of the mess. How do you get out of it? Are you actually in control? Oh, I wish I knew the answer.
Routine can be good and satisfying as you know what to expect and...basically you know your every step but it’s like a coin, and a coin has two sides. One side as you know is that you are less stressed if you are following your routine; you’re staying healthier. But the time passes by and routine becomes your prison cell…
Many would argue with me. Why do we need a situation where we experience stress? But if you think about it. Hard. Don’t you miss those moments when you improvise? When it feels like your life will fall apart unless you, the HERO, save it?
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