Once Again

11 Mar

Walking along the same path every day, watching the same buses pass by at their regular intervals, observing passengers getting on and off, and seeing students waiting for their school bus, nervously preparing for their first class exam. The auntie at the breakfast shop still warmly greets customers, skillfully creating delicious sounds on the griddle with her spatula. Arriving at the studio, I habitually brew my first cup of coffee of the day and begin my routine tasks. Then, these four words come to mind.

It seems like we all need a routine in life, followed by some change, and then the start of a new routine.