I’m going to tell you a story.
Monday night, I couldn’t fall asleep. I tried my hardest (I listened to music, took a shower), but I still wound up staring at my ceiling until 4:30 a.m.
After I fell asleep I slept through all of my alarms. I woke up disoriented and annoyed, but I got up, got dressed and stepped outside of my house....only to be hit with the most obnoxious wave of heat I have ever experienced in my life (this is only a little dramatic).
Let me just take a moment to remind everyone that it is OCTOBER. In October we wear pants and scarves and sweaters and boots. We do not wear shorts, we do not wear dresses without tights and we certainly do not sweat on our way to class. Say what you will about East Coast weather, but we have Fall and Spring and they are called SEASONS and they are pleasant and enjoyable and well deserved after the hell that is a Philadelphia summer.
This, THIS was not Fall.
Still, I really needed to mail a package, so I left the house and dragged my tired self to Campus Copy. After I dropped off my returns I made my way down the rest of Walnut, but I couldn’t decide where I wanted to get coffee or where I wanted to do work, and by the time I made it to United By Blue I was sweaty and unhappy and I hated my outfit.
So I did the only reasonable thing I could think of doing: I called an Uber and went home.
This is a true story. This is also, on the face of it, perhaps one of the sillier things I have done. However, I think there is something to be said for starting over. It is often easier said than done, and calling an Uber and then spending 45 minutes picking out a new outfit may not always be the most practical, but sometimes even the smallest reset can have a huge impact.
It is very easy to get caught up in a routine, and it is much harder to break one. But sometimes all we need is step back, take a deep breath, and put on a white shirt instead of a black one.
Let my $5.75 Uber remind you of that.
