what are you, a Sim?

WAKE UP!!!!!!!

There’s something about routine that I just can’t stand. The idea of creating a regimen for myself (that isn’t skincare-related) sounds so incredibly boring and restrictive that I’ve avoided it to the best of my ability my entire life. You suggest that I do the same set of activities every week, at the same time every day, without fail, in order to be ‘successful’? Oh my god, bore me less. Groundhog Day (1993) isn’t a comedy… it’s a horror film.

I resent that my negative outlook on something most people consider to be ‘essential’ could paint me as irresponsible, unreliable, or *gasp* capricious. But if I were any of these things, I wouldn’t be capable of holding down a job or paying my bills on time or doing all the other things required of adult people. I know I have to commit to some level of routine in order to survive, but by the third day in office every week, forcing myself out of bed and back onto the hamster wheel we call ‘life’ is a struggle. More often than not, three consecutive days of doing the same exact thing feels like one too many. Seriously, what am I, a Sim?

I believe most young people (especially those in the creative sector) can relate to this. This is why I refuse to drink the ‘Gen Z are lazy’ kool-aid that the Telegraph and the New York Post are selling. It’s more likely that young people struggle to envision…