have you ever been so sure of something one moment.. and then totally doubting it the next?
Funny how the heart and mind almost always contradict eachother. Maybe i'm just never sure of where i stand. Or maybe i just tire easily of old things..
But despite that.. i find routines comfortable. Boring, day to day routines.. Though certain things become like clockwork over time, it only does so because it's already an essential part of your life. Like breathing. And when it stops, it can affect almost everything else around you.
So why then the excitement over new prospects when i know that the feeling is almost always temporary? And furthermore, why do i always feel that pang of guilt when thinking back to old routines?