I have a serious issue with all the cycles in our lives. We have to do most things over and over and over again. Either day after day, week after week, month after month… we find ourselves doing the exact same thing we did a day, week or month earlier.
Preparing food, washing the dishes, doing the laundry, paying the bills, going shopping… It doesn’t end!
I have to do my taxes for 2008 and I’ve put them off till the last moment. Besides the point that I just don’t like dealing with money, I also keep thinking, “Yeah, but before I know it I’ll have to do it all over again.”
We experience a feeling when we get something over with – I love when I’ve finished folding and putting away my laundry – but it’s destined to repeat itself so soon anyway!
I wonder what meaning we can get out of this fact of life. There better be some meaning from it because otherwise, it can get to feel like running on a wheel, going nowhere.
Well, I’d love to stay and contemplate the meaning behind this but meanwhile the Canadian government awaits my tax return. So let me know what we have to get out of the fact that we supposedly do the same things over and over and over and over and… again.
…What?! You didn’t actually think I’d have some wise answer, did you?