Finding contentment in a boring Life

I'm boring, and that is a good thing.

Many of us want to be liked, to have people who care about us and are genuinely interested in us and what we are doing with our lives. That requires interest, something novel, different unique, special.

When we boil down the human experience, we all want the same things: to be safe, have shelter, and too be loved. Once we have those things, we strive for more, something else, adventure, leisure, something to do with our time here.

I keep thinking that the boring life is the extravagant life. A famous basketball player sounds glamorous, interesting, lights, fame and money. All novelties many of us don't have. But if we break down a basketball player's life outside of the game, it is monotonous, day in and day out practicing the same thing, the same game, for a lifetime, never changing.

Eating nothing but healthy food and nutrition going into a season, endless drills, routines and practicing the same thing over and over.

Who would want to do the exact same thing day in and day out for a lifetime?

That sounds like most people's hell of a job. Clock in, clock out.

Only being praised if you do well. Never shining a light on all the days before of hardship or practice. I would call that a boring life when you look at it without the glamour and money and fame.

I live a boring life. I go to work, I go home, I write. I occasionally take a picture, I edit that picture and archive it. This is my life.

The only thing different from the basketball player is there is no recognition or money here. But in saying that, I would still do it day in, day out, without praise.

I live a boring life, and I think that is a good thing. Because to someone else, they might see novelty, adventure, and passion. And it is there, but to me, it's just another day. And I would happily do that day again, and again, till my time is up. Not for the celebration from my peers. Not for the money, or even if someone sees my work. I do it because I have to; it's who I am.

I live a boring life, and that is a good thing.

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