{routine}: coming, this December.

Something inside smiles when I wake up on a Wednesday in a different place and a different bed.

At that exact same moment my brain explodes with a need to be in my own bed, in my own room, doing my usual routine.

It's a continual battle.

My brain screams and whines for routine and my heart loves to wander away from it.

Ah, wanderlust.  You keep me crossing things off my list.