People often complain about monotony. They hate waking up each morning to go to school and listen to the same teachers and talk to the same friends and eat the same lunch, only to do so all over again the next day. However, I think beauty can be found in the mundane. You need not look further than the falling of six simple blocks, repeated on and on for as long as you can handle. Of course, I am talking about Tetris. The one, the only, the great game that I have spent so much of my high school career playing. 

I consider myself something of an expert. I’ve logged hours trying to move a long piece to the right end of the board, and mastered the art of tucking a T piece into the only spot where it can fit. I remember the great Tetris drought sophomore year when the game was blocked on school computers, and I have found a way to play the game on every different website known to man.

The most common question I hear when I play Tetris during class is “don’t you find it boring? Why don’t you ever play anything else?” To that I respond, “You just don’t get it.” It’s therapeutic, it’s satisfying and it’s the best distraction I know of. I often lose track of time playing Tetris because I get so enthralled with the patterns it creates.

So, don’t hate on Tetris. Don’t hate on monotony. Look for the beauty in every moment you can in life, and for me, that means spending my time during class playing Tetris.