Washing Up

It’s so easy to slip between the sheets, cradle a book, eat something nice, sip on some hot coffee and then drift into a pleasant dream.
It’s so easy to drive twenty minutes to a hill, sit on a swivel chair, peck at a keyboard, get served some tea, and leave when you decide to call it a day.

It’s easy to ignore the fact that you are getting really fat from too much inertia, it’s easy to ignore the fact that you should probably have a bath or brush your teeth at least. It’s even easier to close your eyes and fall asleep.
But then… the book will finish some day, the crumbs of food will eventually bother you, and the unwashed coffee cup­­­- in its time, will scowl at you long enough for you to kick off your blanket (even though reluctantly) pick it up and wash it. Oh yes! The dream… that ends too.

Its easy to ignore the nip of an uncomfortable feeling, and even easier to move through the day from one cup of tea to the other, oblivious to the fast-paced pecking sounds, buzzing conversations, and the movement in and out of boardrooms. It’s easy to the power of infinity to pay no attention to the sounds of steady footsteps advancing, especially when you do not know where forward is.

What’s not easy, however, is to acknowledge the scowl, what’s tougher is moving your leg to kick off the blanket, and the toughest is stepping on the cold floor and washing up that cup.
Its easy, they say to slip into a comfort zone and be… and who better to lend credibility to that than me. I have detested change... mostly.

Change makes me uncomfortable. Giving up the route you take and the path you follow to make it to your spot; that breeds a certain familiarity that forms a warm comfortable sheath of gooey goodness, like melted hot chocolate on a warm, soft doughnut. Sweet, delectable and yet quite unhealthy as your staple diet.

This is always true, whether it’s a shift in your job, home or relationship. Change though, pushes you… to aim higher and work harder. It awakens the little cells in your body and brain that were feeling a little left out and had almost gone off to sleep.

Change, is inevitable, and most of the times it’s quite good.