Why Do We Live in Such a Boring Way?

One more class until the freedom of Spring Break! It’s about time. Now I can head home and do nothing. So think of me tomorrow as I’ll be taking the twelve hour drive home to Detroit. I apologize in advance for skipping tomorrow’s pondering. I doubt I’ll feel like pondering when I finally roll in.

Why do we live life in such a boring way? We do what everybody else does, just like everybody else. And don’t tell me that’s the best way. It’s certainly not the only way, and I doubt it’s the best way. Life is a creative expression. God made the sand on the sea shore unique. A jar of tiny pebbles from Lake Huron sits on my desk. They’re all different. They’re all unique. Each one is beautiful. Isn’t that how people are supposed to be? Yet we all follow the status quo. We’re really not that unique. We’re too scared to be unique. At least I am. Yet I have this urge to break away from what’s expected. Society can’t tell me how to live. I have the capacity to make my own decisions. Why do we always accept with such blind allegiance? Money is not all powerful. Success as the world defines it is worthless. Sex does not equal love. My generation prides itself in being different and unique. But are we really that different? From our parents and the generations before us, yes we are different. Just as different as they were from the generations before them. And we’re all just like each other. We all accept the plan laid out for us. We don’t question. Well, it’s time to start questioning. What do you want to do?

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