Pondering the usefulness of routine

This week I received my own edition of “Mrs. Dalloway” by Virginia Woolf; I began to read it. From what I gather, it is about a woman’s day. The book then led me to think about my average day and really reflect on what I do each day.
Every day I wake up at 6:30 a.m., take a shower, brush my teeth, shave occasionally, get dressed and then head downstairs. What differs each morning is what I think about. While I was taking a shower, I pondered, what it is to go to school: why it is necessary, and how it is crude that our society forces education in the most classical sense of the word and does not emphasize learning of crafts. I imagine my peers also question what it is to be a person while they follow their normal routine. My daily routine allows me to think of the day that is ahead, what I have to do, what homework I haven’t done, and what classes will confront me in the upcoming day. Having a morning routine is a necessity of every person’s day.
I then hop into my mom’s car, and I’m off to school. The trip could takes between 30 and 45 minutes. During the trip from my home in Syosset to Nassau’s South Shore, I study for an upcoming test, finish homework, catch up on sleep, listen to music, read a book, or some combination of these activities.
The ride is also a tool to just think. As I glanced out the window and saw a guy driving a Bentley cutting people off left and right, I thought about cars: how they move, what is the need for them, why our society needs to be everywhere at once, and what is the need for such expensive toys. Why would a Toyota not get him to the same place as that Bentley does? Why does society stress the need to be connected with everyone? When will people just settle down in their own communities instead of wanting to leave? Whenever I have a chance decompress and just think, it is always a clarifying experience.
I then enter school, greet the headmaster, gather my books and head to class. I walk up the stairs to shake the headmaster’s hand. Every morning, he shakes the hand of each student who enters the front door. I wonder, why the headmaster takes that time out of his schedule. I think, how great it is that he takes time out of his hectic schedule. How does his small gesture affect the students? What is the importance of having a close knit community, and why a person would need to be in a community?
Then I am thrust into the time before class. I usually take a good five minutes to prepare for the day ahead. I get what I need before class, so I can head straight to whatever class I need to without going to my locker. I feel it is especially important to grab everything for the first three periods, to avoid being late.
My day then continues in an ordinary fashion, going to and from different classes, having lunch and occasional breaks from my hectic schedule. Then I head home, do my homework, go to after-school activities, study, and go to sleep. My day is pretty generic after 8 a.m., but it is nice that way, even if I don’t get to throw a party like Mrs. Dalloway.