About routine I know it makes days slow down and weeks fly. Days slow down because it takes the emotion out of them, the mechanics of the repetition annihilates creativity; it makes things easier, that is true, but maybe that ease is the one that dulls the enthusiasm. Weeks fly because it puts days into a boring colour uniform, it removes the feeling of moving forward and when the calendar gets to place us it is too late already. But I also know about routine that it runs away from imagination and I am plenty of that, of course I am.