Food

There comes a point in our life where it can feel like we are in a never ending cycle. Everyday is the same. Then the weekend comes and we start to feel free from the cycle to enjoy the things we love. As soon as we feel our souls start to heal, the alarm goes off, and it’s Monday morning. Everytime I start to feel the mundane of my life, it never ceases to amaze me that the universe enjoys throwing me a curve ball. Someone’s in jail. Someone’s in the hospital. Loss of a job. Financial trouble. Then realization hits me, I miss the mundane. The mundane isn’t so bad. I would rather live in the mundane than live in chaos. Growing up in chaos the mundane feels uncomfortable. I continuously look over my shoulder, wondering when the other shoe is going to drop. Enjoy the mundane. Find little things in the cycle to lift your spirits. Drink your favorite drink. Go out to eat. Change your routine. Sometimes we take the mundane for granted because when the chaos starts to seep in, that's the only place we want to be.