Wild Desire for the Question

 As I go about my typical routine, day after day after day, I ask myself how much of my thinking has really changed?  Have I discovered any new doorways?  Explored possibilities on my very familiar horizon?  I'm noticing how much of my movement follows a set pattern.  

Contemplating ways to shift things up a bit even as part of me welcomes habits.  They keep me grounded and centered.  It's a tango. (Or maybe a slow waltz).  A friendly exchange between the familiar routine and some new dance steps.    kastilwell