Same Thing

     Do you ever do the same thing over and over again? And sometimes it feels great and other times it feels suffocating? And sometimes you look forward to it and other times you dread it? And sometimes you wonder if maybe you don’t really have to do it and other times you know that you absolutely have to do it? And sometimes you are so grateful that it’s something you get to do and other times you are so resentful that it’s something you have to do? And sometimes you want to never do it again and other times you want to do it forever? And sometimes you’re unsure if the feelings you have around it are actually about it and other times you know precisely that your feelings around it are definitely about it? And sometimes you hope it will be different and other times you hope it will never change?

     I do.