lately, i've been catching myself steering my car in the wrong direction more often than usual. in the past few days alone, i've had to find awkward ways to u-turn at least 2-3 times. it's like my brain has been unplugged or something and i'm running on autopilot.
i think the main reason i keep driving the wrong way is because, as someone who craves routine, i'm programmed to do the same things, even when it comes to the most minute details. and recently (without even fully realizing it, as if my body was telling me to), i've been switching up my "usual," doing the opposite of what i'm normally doing or where i'm normally going. how many mundane, useless, time-consuming tasks do i participate in, every day, throughout each day?
it's hard to break the mold sometimes. just look at the minutes i've wasted turning my car around and the aggravation i've caused myself for not paying more attention.
but aren't those small prices to pay? i think so. because every day i change it up alittle, i find myself alittle changed.
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