Routine
I go to work everyday, it doesn’t matter if the day is sunny or the rain is pouring.
I alternate my means of transport to avoid falling into a routine. Some days I go by car, others on my bike or the subway, on the bus or on foot… But I usually return home on the underground, as the stop is about 15 minutes away and the line is direct.
One day, I don’t really know why, I decided to return home entering though a different station, far away.
When I turned the corner next to my workplace, I walked by an ample avenue I rarely go by as it wasn’t near to my house nor my work, and just three minutes away a bus stop appeared before me… I don’t know why, but I asked if that bus line could take me to the underground station I wanted to go to… To my surprise that same bus line would take me directly to my home, because the bus would turn around after a couple of streets…
After so many years of having studied alternative means of transport for my itineraries, just to make the time I invest in my journey more pleasant and beneficial, I discovered that, for some unknown reason, there was another way to get home, in a place that didn’t seem suitable as it was located in the opposite direction to my destination.
I learnt once more that despite out efforts to break away from routines, as soon as we relax they automatically return, as they are part of our limitative mental structure. Routine sets in the moment we conform or when we think we can’t improve what we have already improved.
I learnt that listening to “that unknown reason“ leads us to the place we want to be… our heart.
Your friend,
