Some days I am floored by the monotony of my life. Get up, get dressed, do face, go to school, go home...
Sometimes there's really not that much to look forward to. But then again...sometimes, something really stupid happens, probably not for any kind of reason other than to further perplex you. Or maybe it's to scare you back into normality. Sometimes, I'll wake up and my routine will be disturbed by a not-altogether pleasant surprise. And it's then that I'll pine fruitlessly for everything to return to normal.
And even though I hate normal,
I'd take that over a spider jumping out of my bin anyday.