i realized this morning

that the way i've been walking to get coffee is loud, smelly and trafficky. its the shortest path from my front door to the coffee shop.

but this morning i remembered that i have a back door. and this door leads to a less noisy route to the coffee shop. a route that, out of pure habit, i haven't been taking.

i know this isn't some revolutionary realization. in fact, its kind of obvious and dull. i just never cease to be amazing by the power of habit, or of anything that goes unquestioned for too long.