April 29, 2015
It’s the start of day 9 on the resort in Mexico.
It’s a shock to the system to wake up in the morning and each outside day is the same. The weather is perfect; hot but perfecto.
It’s amazing how quickly one can adapt to their environment. There’s no schedule to worry about; I open my eyes, rise, open the hibiscus flowered sun blocking series of curtains, peek outside at the sky, slide the door open and listen to the sounds of sparkling ocean waves and chatter of vacationers walking on the winding palm treed path from the white sand beach.
Human living is based on routine.
Routine gets one up in the morning and provides a sense of importance and value in today’s world, All in a necessity to keep busy…as if busy-ness is the essence of human existence.
I often wonder how people cope when they retire. If routine is the anchor to sanity, how does one fill a day? One goes from being tied to a clock and then-boom- your clock is free, full of endless minutes. There is a persuasive idea that to retire is to do absolutely nothing. This may be a welcome strategy for awhile, but I’ve noticed that continual nothingness quickly leads to lethargic boredom. Better to pick a hobby or project and consume it as if still working part-time and receiving valuable pay, even if it’s all volunteer.
John Steinbeck said “It’s a hard thing to leave any deeply routine life, even if you hate it.”
The most important part of a day is keeping a plan, a schedule. Even at the beach. So I draw, photograph and write my journal as per usual. The birds chirp and go about their routine as I do today.
The Little Brown Turtle
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