January blues

Another Monday morning rolls around. The week begins again. Another week packed with the hours of work, play and sleep. Not to mention the million other things we have to do to keep things going, like food shopping, cleaning, washing, eating, parenting and so on. It is a hamster wheel, isn't it? Artists get time to explore new things and develop a fresh perspective. That doesn't happen in most other jobs does it? Maybe I've just been doing the same thing for too long? Maybe I should make a change?
There is some comfort in routine. Having something stable isn't to be sniffed at. I guess the way I'm feeling is down to middle age. I can see the weeks stretching out before me with monotony until I die. I must shake this feeling off!