The Ghost of Routine

We walk the same paths every single day, seeing everything but noticing nothing at

all. The faces around us become a blur, a background noise

to the internal silence of our routine. Familiarity breeds a kind of blindness,

where the world is just a map we follow. We are moving through life on

autopilot, waiting for a moment that finally wakes us up. Stop.

Look. Really see the world before it all passes you by in a

gray haze.