The roads are empty.
Public transport systems aren't sardine packed.
School are statues of loneliness.
But it doesn't feel like a holiday.
A day after a public holiday, and it's a Monday.
This makes today a holiday in lieu, or is it not?
As one gets older each year, there isn't any holiday mood anymore. Holidays come and go. Instead of enjoying oneself, we ask ourselves of the holiday was productive or not. We try to make each holiday as fulfilling as we can. But does this spoil the true holiday mode?
When we were younger, we value each day that we did not have school, and we take note of it and anticipate its arrival. As we get slightly older, sometimes we forget there is a holiday, but all the same we are still grateful for its occurrence. What about now? It seems like we do not even know that holidays exist anymore, and go about doing our daily routine. What happened to those carefree days? Those days where we can stay up all late the previous night and sleep in the next day? Those days were you can do absolutely nothing at all and still feel that it has been worthwhile?
I'm stuck in a routine.
I wake up in the morning most of the days, do the daily routine of washing up and head to school. After which, attend lessons or self study then head home.
I'm bored of it, tired of it and done with it. This has been a routine for more than half my life. The process of education and learning seems like an enriching one. Yet, when the end of the day draws near and I ask myself what I have learnt, my answer will still be the same. Mind blanks, clueless-ness and seeing no point in this routine.
