{"id":639,"date":"2017-06-01T09:26:58","date_gmt":"2017-06-01T09:26:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/excrcl.com\/?p=639"},"modified":"2017-06-01T09:26:58","modified_gmt":"2017-06-01T09:26:58","slug":"same-old-same-old","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/excrcl.com\/?p=639","title":{"rendered":"Same Old, Same Old"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"x_p1\"><span class=\"x_s1\">I&#8217;ve struggled for some time now over my perception of routine. Every time I start getting stuck into a fixed schedule, I find myself growing resentful of it and wishing I were doing something more flexible. Then I&#8217;ll break the routine even for a short period and find myself craving consistency once more. It happened just in the past week.<span class=\"x_Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"x_p1\"><span class=\"x_s1\">After two months of being back at school, I found myself itching.\u00a0<span class=\"contextualExtensionHighlight ms-font-color-themePrimary ms-border-color-themePrimary ident_751_970\" tabindex=\"0\">Monday and Tuesday meant shifts at the climbing gym; Wednesday, a drum lesson; Thursday, layout for the school paper all afternoon and evening; Friday, a newspaper section meeting and going to the downtown climbing gym.<\/span> Even weekends, supposedly free, were structured &#8211; one day for work, the other for outdoor activity. And then of course irritating meetings, errands, and other obligations would overlay that basic routine. I became exhausted, running myself into the ground as I walked the same paths week after week.<span class=\"x_Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"x_p1\"><span class=\"x_s1\">Then at last, summer break arrived. I almost immediately embarked on nearly two weeks of travel, visiting friends and family in Colorado and California. It was incredibly refreshing to no longer have a fixed agenda; to simply go with the flow, catch up with loved ones, and see new spaces relaxed me. I began to appreciate that by selfishly breaking my own routine, these people were also breaking their routines for me voluntarily. When I consider this, I realize that I cannot say I do the same so easily; as much as I may grow to resent my routines, I also become annoyed and at times distressed when unanticipated things break them. Mixing things up feels better on my own terms.<span class=\"x_Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"x_p1\"><span class=\"x_s1\">I suppose that&#8217;s just another thing I personally need to work on. But it holds true; now home, I feel relieved. 3 flights, a sketchy Greyhound bus ride, a ferry ride, an Uber and countless car rides in between later, I am grateful to be getting back into a rhythm and having an agenda at home. I&#8217;m inherently a routine person. I like structure. I like consistency. I&#8217;m just also picky about that structure and consistency; they become intolerable if they go on for too long. I&#8217;d like to think that a good deal of other people feel this way. At the very least, I go to a school where classes changes every three and a half weeks. Surely some of my peers appreciate, as I do, that our individual school routines change in some fundamental ways every month.<span class=\"x_Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"x_p1\"><span class=\"x_s1\">Routine is not necessarily a bad thing, just as breaking routine is not necessarily worth stressing over. Balance between the two, like most things, is necessary. But beyond that, what&#8217;s necessary is not letting oneself become resentful over routine &#8211; so long as one can rest assured that it will change or be broken in the future.<span class=\"x_Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p class=\"text-justify\">I&#8217;ve struggled for some time now over my perception of routine. 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