glitch.
You go about your everyday life, stuck in routine. You leave the house at the same time, take the same amount of steps each morning, do the same menial tasks in work, head home to indulge in the same evening activities. At least, that was my life. Hell, I was so set in my ways I’d even sit on the same seat on the train every day. Sometimes I would even eat the same things – breakfast, lunch and dinner – for weeks in a row. Routine can be a safety blanket or it can be used to suffocate you. It just depends who you are. It can protect you from the real world if you don't want to face it. Or it can weigh you down, making you desperate for freedom, forcing you to throw it off so you can breathe. It just depends how you use it. When this is disrupted it wakes you up a little. Usually for me, and awakening would be triggered by someone sitting in my usual seat on the train. Or the shop not having the lunch I ate every day. But this time, it was the large grey shipping container tha