Life in Details

My story is in real life so it is not particularly exciting. But that is something everyone needs to come to grips with, I think. Life is not climbing Mt. Everest or small town murder or cross country adventure or prince charming. I live stories where protagonists play cards with nothing at stake, where heroes are too shy to get the girl, where villains wake up at four in the afternoon. And that is normal. Time fills each day with work, sleep, food: the necessities, tricking the lot into thinking life exists only on vacation and weekends. But even those mostly prove unworthy. So where will we find our lives then, if not in the details?