Oooh I like this one! It's been a while since I caught one of your poems out in the wild.
Another chore, another checked task,
on a list filled with well-worn grooves.
Over again, with the regular hum,
tunes that will never hit highs.
Feels like a life that is living itself without the input of the owner. Life on auto pilot. I hope that is not the life for me!
I wonder how much of our lives are lived with intention, and how much is blind habit.
Way too much is blind habit for sure. But internalizing some routines so that they become automatic also helps me run my life more smoothly, so there is a balance between both extremes.