Milk.

I fell out of bed a bit earlier than normal today, and that's no big deal. I'm usually the second person to take a shower in the morning, but today I was the first - in habit, I turned the water temperature gauge to its usual setting. Moments later I hop in and get a steamy surprise! I dart out of the stream of water, and try to find a comfortable water temperature. With a scortched back, I finish my shower. How unpleasant...
OK, pants are on, contacts are in. It's time to get breakfast. My pantry is a bit empty today, it seems my only option is oatmeal, and that's no big deal. I open the packet and dump it into a bowl. Then, as I open the fridge, I realize I have horribly miscalculated my morning. There is no milk for my breakfast.
What do I do? For years I have relied on milk for my primarily cereal and oatmeal based mornings.  What should I do? Get angry? Complain? No, neither option will do. For a moment I panic. Maybe I just shouldn't eat breakfast today? No, I can't do that either; I won't make it to lunch. After a moment, I collect myself. I must improvise: a plate of strawberries and grapes will fill me up. Not bad, if I do say myself.
It seems my break in habit helped me realize how truely fixated I am on habit. And on that note, how humans in general tend to be creatures of habit.
Everyday, I get out of my car, press the lock button atleast twice, and walk through the central courtyard to my first hour class. I make small talk to the person across from me and get to work. After first hour, I make a B-line for my next class. In third hour, I have the liberty to work at whichever computer I please. Yet I seem to gravitate tward a particular computer, for no reason. It's just where I fell. With few exceptions, I stand in the same line for my lunch. I sit in the same spot across from the same two people.
Every day.
So, on April 14, 2011, I made a small change. In fifth hour, a class I am generally quite in, I made a joke. It was funny. That's a bit of a deal (to me.)
This small alteration to my day gave me a small new light. This light gave me inspiration to start something new: a blog.
In time I hope this will become a place to share my thoughts with the world (*ahem* realistically, perhaps a select few readers) and a release from the stresses of my days.