woke up,not in my bed

woke up, in some one else’s bed, not today…yesterday…and why mention this? because lately, this normally ‘rare event’ on my life, has been happening not-so-rarely…

is it significant? yep…it is…everything always is…

now i have rules for myself…oh i’m not going to list them, don’t worry….some of them are downright silly (even i think so), following some of them have actually saved my ass on several occasions, and some of them i need not worry too much but my inner self blushes in front of my other inner-selves when these certain rules are broken….

am i a freak? …yep…

anyway, i like to wake up in my bed…look at the pieces of paper where i write little things to do..turn to wherever i keep my jug of water (it keeps changing) and gulp down some water, the pills (i don’t like pills but i have to), step out of bed, make tea, return to my room, with a hot cup of Hindustani (Indian) chai and slip back under the covers while i sip on it and check my mail, or blog (like today)….then wake up again and get on with my day….

and in the end, it’s all about the constants, the security in having things go in  a similar way or pattern can make you feel like everything’s okay, that no matter whatever has been happening around you it’s alright, these things stay the same…

it’s comforting….comfort zones…not sure if i mentioned this before but i was watching the series called ‘HUGE’, (yes i’m still a sucker for older teenage shows) and in that the father of the  lady who ran the fat-camp (who is also the chef) asked her what’s wrong with comfort zones…and she said ‘nothing’, it’s just that when you’re in them there’s no change….you break out of them and change occurs…you take different steps…you move , forward, backward or in any direction but you learn something…you break out of complacency…

okay, she didn’t say it in such a long sentence but she said something like that…

now i believe in that….i’m a fan of change….. i wasn’t always but my life always through me into one thing after another that required my family and i to keep shifting houses…and it grew on me….although i hated moving the furniture i got so used to moving places in around  a years time, that now that we’ve been in this house for almost 2 years i’m getting extra impatient…

oh but i also must say that, you can also learn a lot in comfort zones…there are times when you need to rest…you can rest and find peace in them and let your mind wander before your body acts on the wandering…

i already wanted to move out, and now since that can’t happen yet, i atleast want to move about…

so i woke up with some one else, on some one else’s bed…

so i broke rules over booze and karaoke…

since i can’t move out of this place for some drastic change…i’m going to have cause some commotion in my life some other way…

aah the beauty in chaos, the beauty in change…wish me luck…

a song from HUGE….it’s beautiful song..and i love the guy’s voice…

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