A Mundane Life is a Great Life

Finally being okay with the fact that your life is pretty damn boring.

My routine is the same every single day.

It is like “Groundhog Day”, pretty much. Just throw in a little bit of spontanity, but, for the most part, I don’t live a life of excitement.

Being a 26 year old, at least for me, isn’t as exciting as some people may portray it to be. You’re young and it seems like there’s so much life to live. At the same time, you feel stagnant or stuck in the same place you were way back when, but you know it’s a part of your journey.

Ever since I started looking at myself and my life from a different perspective, I feel like I have outgrown a lot of my old ways of thinking. I don’t see myself as a typical 26 year old with a ton of life experience. I’m still encountering moments in my life that I should have experienced and learned from when I was in high school and, at this point, I’m fine with that. I’ve accepted it. Again, it’s part of the journey. I also feel lucky in a sense that I’m coming to terms with who I am and I’m unapologetically myself. Not only do I love myself, but I actually like who I am (another article for another day).

I don’t have many responsibilities. I do have an awesome career and passions and I’m a pretty well-rounded individual to say the least. I just can’t (and won’t) allow myself to fit into this perfectly wrapped box that looks pretty on the outside but a hot mess on the inside. I’m honestly fine and accepting of showing the good and not so good parts of me. I no longer find myself people pleasing or begging others to see my worth. My time and energy is too valuable these days for that. You either see it or you don’t.

When I look into my future, (metaphorically speaking because I am not a psychic) I see myself enjoying a life as an eccentric (I think that’s the word). I like doing my own thing, whenever I want and however I want. The, “Dance at the beat of your own drum,” type of person. I just can’t be bothered by things that don’t matter or don’t make sense to me anymore. I don’t care to stay in touch with those who I used to know or I haven’t spoken in over ten years. I think that’s why it’s so easy for me to cut people and certain things out of my life (it sounds bad, I know). There comes a certain point in life where it’s just easier to let go of the old to let in the new. I don’t want to be reminded of the person I used to be although I appreciate everything she has accomplished and become.

I can see my life going in so many different directions that the dullness of what my life is at this very moment much more enjoyable. I appreciate my so-called boring life and if I choose to change it in a way that excites me (travel the world, live off the grid, splurge on materialistic things), I know that I can.

There really is no point of what I just wrote. I hope you are able to interpret my writing any way you wish.

-K.L.