Stuck In The Confines Of Routine

As I sit in my house for the sixth day in a row I begin to see just how a routine takes over. For the past couple of days I have been stuck in the same rut. Wake up at 9, work out, eat, go on the computer, watch TV, eat, and go to bed. I am starting to understand how easy it is to just follow the structured routine instead of trying to mix things up. Sure, I’ve gone out of the house a few times and hung out with friends, and yet, I still find myself parked in my house bored to death but not really making an effort to change the state I am in. I now think that I can understand part of the reason, beyond the obvious fear, that the patients in the institution obeyed the strict routine of the asylum. I think that it’s human nature to try and take the easy road, not that we don’t challenge ourselves from time to time, but let’s face it, if an easier option is presented then we are going to take it. I guess this gives me more respect for the patients, before I thought that they were being weak and helpless, but I understand that, though those are true characteristics of the men, it isn’t as easy as one would think to change your routine and go against what has been presented to you, at least not without some additional help.