Led to believe that unemployment among the young is something that only our generation has witnessed, we further propel the idea of out-of-our-hands type of crisis. Naively blaming the economy, many young people are stuck into what seems to be a transitional limbo – no longer a child, but never fully an adult. Employment, for better or worse, does play a rather critical role.
Putting routine under close scrutiny we can, with somewhat of a certainty, predict various aspects of our lives. We can know, or guess fairly closely, how something is going to pan out if the wheel keeps spinning the same way over and over.
I need a frame. A solid frame. A frame that keeps me engaged into routine. A frame that keeps me doing mundane things, over and over if need be. A frame that forces discipline, so I can keep my creative and lateral thinking away from leaking and cluttering every possible aspect of my life. I need a frame.
Whenever an individual faces a problem, two impulses rush in. The first, burdened by familiarity, is to act in accordance to what is already comfortable, already tested. Past experience usually gives us clue, often misguided, and we once again enter the flow of the familiar.
Where I currently live, and I suppose this is as true here as it is everywhere, there is a consistent pattern showing in both work and life in general. Our mind decides to confuse more with better, variety and diversity with quality, being consistently mediocre with diligence.