Saturday, June 15, 2013

New habits

I never thought I was one for habits, but my mind is clearly developing in unexpected ways (it must be an old age thing).

My love of a local cafe has reached such a level that I have almost given up my search for newer places to explore and spend my time.  Instead, I find myself going through the repetition of going back to the same place again and again.

I've always thought that I prefered the excitement of the new, the pleasure of being able to be surprised.  However, there's definitely something comforting in the familiar.  I can understand the appeal and I am growing to appreciate it.  It is a simple pleasure like a warm hug or favourite book, always there and always reliable.