“Don’t cling to a mistake just because you spend a lot of time making it.”

-Unknown

How long does it take before comfortable turns into miserable? I think as humans we tend to fall into routines, going to the same job every day, living in the same house our entire life, never changing our orders when we dine...what does it take to finally want a change?

I think that as a college student, my life seems to be constantly changing more than the average adult. I have my life at home, and then I have my life at school – two completely separate lives. Although I might switch back and forth every couple of months, they are both habitual. As I went home for Christmas break this year, I realized that I was working at the same place, living in the same home, and hanging out with the same people. I’ll go on Instagram or Facebook and see my peers traveling the world, studying abroad, or just simply living each day to its fullest, and I tend to feel envious. These are the rare breed of people who are just literally doing whatever their heart desires. I sit there stalking them with envy and wonder how they have the funds, support, or willpower to be entirely free. I always tell myself, after I graduate, after I save enough money, after this after that I’ll do whatever my heart desires. In reality, that’s exactly the reason I am so comfortable with my routine. Routines are what most of us desire because routines are easy.

When my routine changes, whether that be a gaining or losing a staple in my life, I try as hard as possible to cling on to whatever that may be. I reminisce the old times, work to get my life back to what feels “normal.” When I finally seem to accept that my life has changed and things have come in and out of my life for a reason, I get comfortable with yet another routine. I never seem to willingly change it. That’s the problem. I (and many others) are too comfortable with comfortable. I always preach about how better off my life would be to do all the things on my bucket list like: speak my mind, open up my heart, travel, get over my ex, try a new food, workout, get a tattoo, but I never actually make enough effort to accomplish any of these things than to just put them on a list.

After turning 20 and realizing I am no longer a teenager and that I am just getting older, I realized I want a change of pace. I’m done being comfortable and I am eager to change. My heart is not full living day by day just waiting for some outside force to change my routine. My heart is filling knowing that it is my choice to change up the pace. I am going to start taking control of my life and living each day to the fullest. The first step is the hardest, then change becomes comfortable.