Life On Repeat

Everything I do in this life seems to be repetitious. I wake up and go through the same motions that are nearly identical to yesterday, however, with slight differences occasionally. It seems difficult to see the chance in every day life to be adventurous. Soren Kierkegaard once said "To dare is to lose one's footing momentarily. Not to dare is to lose oneself. " I have never heard a more applicable philosophy for life. Existentialism really is a humanism. If we are all bound to go out then what the hell are we all doing being afraid to dare for something different? Change is on the horizon!