There's a routine...and it's only been 2 weeks.

I get bored easily. Call it a stipulation of being an only child, but I was never able to keep my thoughts or attention on one thing for too long. I've always been sporadic and spontaneous living life randomly so routines were never it for me. I could only handle the routine of school because it was neccessary....only the routine of chores because mama was the big dog of the house. The only things I could control not having a routine in were my relationships.

And oh the joy! Oh the excitement in switching 'em up every two months. In randomly having adventures, making jokes about them, and kicking 'em to the curb. i have yet to find a man who could keep me on my toes. Who is one step ahead of me and keeps the relationship exciting.

And already it has been just around two weeks and i have a routine. It just fell into place. I don't like it, I don't. I'm slightly claustrophobic...routines especially in relationships make me feel trapped and boxed in, hence why I always have to find an escape and get out of it...run away...chop 'em off...buk! buk! (insider :) )

SIGH... luckily this one is different. He realizes there's a routine and we both don't like it. It has got to change. Idealists are not to conform to the norm.....we're only realists when we wanna be...