Breaking Routine

"The only impossible journey is the one you never begin"
                                                                                                     -Anthony Robbins

I wake up, brush my  teeth, eat breakfast, brush again, go to school, come home, eat lunch, do homework, sleep. In an ever-changing life, something that has always remained constant has been my daily routine. Without taking into account some weekends and family trips, this procedure has become a habit over the course of a few years; however, now I am being forced to break it.

Without sounding overly dramatic, I have been dreading the Lunahuana trip for months. Ever since my brother told me about it last year I have been hoping for something terrible to happen that would forbid me from going; but it pains me to say that the trip is only a few days away, and I am still safe and sound. 

I don't know weather it was the way I was raised or my sheer personality itself, but for some reason or another, spontaneous living has never been my thing. It's strange, though, me being a person who likes to take risks, I have never been fond of change, which is something I have learned that can limit my possibilities of learning in several occasions. 

Sure, there is a saying: "if something's not broken, don't fix it." And I have been living with that motto for a great part of my life, but now I notice there is a loophole in that same phrase. Of course, If something works, then why try to change it? But what happens if by changing it you can actually improve it? 

I fear that I have been living most of my life afraid of jeopardizing the well-being of a few things that work just fine, when by doing so I could have, in reality, made them much better. But that is the thing with risks, with risks you never know. So in the end, of course I'm mortified of the idea of going on a camping trip for four days, but who knows, maybe I'll learn a few things along the way.