The secret life of a random good girl

It was in that exact moment she realized her life became the unwanted obvious routine she hated so much. 
Flexibility and uncertainty meant something new and exciting can happen everyday. But the painfully unchanging and expected days left no room for excitement, no room for change. She woke up at the same hour every day, drank the same amount of coffee mugs before getting to work, passed by the same streets and entered the same coffee place before arriving exactly 20 minutes too early to her office. On her way to work she met the same dog every morning, she smiled to the same barista, and during her day she answered the same questions and read the same emails as always. 
she sat in her chair knowing on her way back home she’ll have the same thought of doing something different and will eventually go straight home and eat once again some cheese with crackers. 
the days looked the same, they felt the same and her need for action will soon explode. Soon, the books will not satisfy the craving and that’s when she’ll look for something more. Thinking of the weird dream she had last night she closed her phone and tried her best to embrace the all too expected day.