It’s still February, and I could use a change of pace.

When I was younger, I would wish for something weird to happen when I felt like this. It didn’t happen as often as I wanted it to; I don’t know what made me so much of a drama queen back then.

I understand the sentiment, however. My life has become predictable, tedious, and dull. To work and then home. Eat at A&G on Friday (it’s Greek Night, of course). Work, writing. Sometimes I go to Starbucks to write.

I would like something unpredictable (in a good way) to happen.

Are there good unpredictable things that happen? Or are unpredictable things only tied to dire diagnoses and loved ones dying (neither of which I want)?

Am I just asking the universe for a cosmic cookie? And what’s the problem with that?

Spring Break comes in just two weeks (and a day). Maybe I’ll be able to find a change of pace then.