We tend to think of daily life as a monotonous grind. Too bad that its ordinariness takes up most of our time and robs us of so much of our precious existence. When we were children everything was an adventure; with a little imagination we were princesses, knights, or robbers, before everyday life and its responsibilities swallowed us up. Now perhaps there's just enough free time for a bit of pleasure or a holiday, then we're back in our boring rut of troubles, worries, and frustrations. What has happened? What's the matter with us?
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