"There I go thinking again, All up in my brain"-Miss Jill Scott*
Re-Mix
I often wonder why I am stuck in a pattern of behavioral sameness, that while comfortable, is oh so bland in its monotony.
Wake up. Shower. Coffee. Dress. Subway. Work. Lunch. Walk. Work. Subway. Home. Blah.
Have you ever noticed we react to situations and circumstances on auto-pilot? Why is that? Have we programmed ourselves? Why do we get stuck in ruts? Ruts come in various shapes and sizes. Some of us are stuck in a rut of a job. Some of us are stuck in a rut of a relationship (more on that later) Some of us are in a style rut. I take the subway to work and i see the same woman every time and my girl is in a style rut. Winter , spring, summer or fall, she is lining her lips with Fashion Fair circa 1982 brown liner, with no thought as to what color lipstick actually matches. And her poor eyebrows have been tweezed to non-existence, but i digress....Have we forgotten spontaneity?
Have we misplaced impetuousness? Has our joie de vivre taken a long walk off a short pier?
My personal challenge today is to engage in one glorious, improvised unplanned act. Give someone an unexpected hug, randomly smile at a pleasant looking stranger (don't want to attract crazy stalker people...)Stop by the kids playground to hop on the swing. Sing at the top of your lungs in the car-I mean really Get It-Pump up that Jill Scott!!-With the windows rolled down! (Watch out there now) Mix it Up. Stir it Up. Won't you join me?
*Jill Scott is the BizNaZZ. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE (did I say love?) Jill Scott. If you have not listened to her newest album-Light of the Sun-Please check for that immediately.
