Once again there is a feeling of change. I am such a creature of habit that I just go along day after day following the same routine. Once in a while I pick up something new or drop something old. Not very often though, because being a creature of habit doesn't allow for a great deal of change.
This morning, however, I noticed that the coffee was 'off.' Just didn't taste quite as rich and robust. Flat even. And then, thinking about it, I realize that this isn't new today. It is a repeat over the last week or so. And the morning Sudoku puzzle didn't seem to be the challenge it is on most mornings. Not that the difficulty wasn't there, the enticement and interest weren't there. I felt bored.
Last Monday I started on the treadmill again after many, many weeks of avoidance. I stepped up on to the belt, turned it on, set the preferences and off I went. The new TV remote didn't seem to work so I settled for quiet. I enjoyed that so much that I continued for the rest of the week and today with no blather. Just my own thoughts. Trying to figure out the previous night's dreams. And today was able to compose a special gift card note. Really a productive time -- in more ways that one.
Small shifts in the norm but altogether maybe ominous. I am open to what might come.
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