Creatures of Habit

I had a revelation today!

Looking about the school cafeteria during dinner, I noticed some things:

1) People-watching is fun

2) Cliques are a reality, but so is inclusivity

3) Mediterranean sandwiches can, in fact, be spicy (have water ready!)

4) No matter how useless and undesirable you feel, there are always people who care. Also, don't worry about what others think -- the time you spend worrying is more important than their silly opinions of you.

Habits, whether good or bad, can be very difficult to break; and not all habits require visible actions. To passively avoid talking to someone because "I could never lower myself to THEIR level" is a habitual mindset that many carry.

Why do we as humans seem to choose the path of least resistance?

Because we don't like resistance.

But we know that on the other side could be something greater than what we have currently!

Sure... you're point? I still don't wanna.

*Sigh*

Resistance is no fun for anyone, which is why people accept their position in life (no matter how miserable they are) in order to continue stability.

Stability isn't worth it! Simple as that.

You might think that having an unfulfilling yet simple life is best-case-scenario but that's a lie. Water that's neither warm nor cold is useless, you can't make tea and it's never as refreshing as a chilled drink. You need to apply the right temperature to your life to make it worthwhile, and we only have one... one shot at this... one.

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I took a risk and bought two sugar gliders my sophomore year of college. If you don't know what sugar gliders are, google them now, you won't be disappointed. When people ask if I'm a dog or cat person I normally reply, "Neither. Sugar gliders all day every day!"

My two boys, Arthur and Momo, were my world. Everyday after school I'd see them, open their big black cage and then let them roam free in my bedroom. I'd giggle as the youngsters pounced around the shelves and bookcases, leaping to me intermittently for food and love. No matter how stressful school was that day I had a healthy outlet, and my boys knew I would always be there for them.

Momo contracted a tumor two months after his adoption date. He died suddenly.

Arthur, having lost his brother, regressed in health and attitude.

It all happened so fast.

Arthur, pictured on the thumbnail, then had to go for adoption (again) as I couldn't bring him to university.

Why tell you this bummer of a story?

Watching my kids grow up, I realized how close humans and animals are... habit forming, love relying... the needs we share are numerous.

When Momo passed, when the world stopped for a moment, Arthur and I had each other. Our group of three now a group of two.

Life has a way of doing things we aren't comfortable with...

Example: death.

Arthur soon regained his appetite and suddenly drew closer to me than ever.

Momo was the clingy-child previously, but when my albino glider passed on, Arthur took Momo's position and would now grip me even tighter, refusing to let go.

Hang on tight to those you love. And when things get messy in life, hang on tighter.

Shoot! I said I'd keep these short, sorry not sorry!