what kind of normal?

ever stopped to think how your life changes?

what you consider normal, or what once was?

routines. 

habits.

languages.

hairstyle.

friends.

passions.

putting on a left shoe first or the right.

peanut butter toast with a cup of coffee.

or granola and yogurt with green tea.

having 16 hours of class a week.

12 hours of work a week, instead.

sometimes changes are incredibly obvious.

moving 1500 miles across the country 6 weeks into high school.

having an address in another country.

other times nearly imperceptible.

thinking in a different language.

a different fruit at the supermarket.

a new favorite color.

but are the only important changes, the ones that are startlingly obvious?

i like to believe that changes... the important ones 

start as a very small

teeny tiny voice

with no chance to pinpoint.

over time they grow, until 

one day with no pressure or prompting

you just know.

something has changed.

i know it's not always like that though.

i think there's something romantic in the thought, the belief

that sometimes the smallest seemingly insignificant things 

are really the heart of everything.

so listen closely

look twice

what's changing in your life?

what's normal now that wasn't before?

a+

alli

ps. 

you will laugh at me when i tell you how i thought of this post.

because it wasn't technically anything small

when i was unlocking my bike today to ride home from work

i heard something loud and boisterous rolling down the road.

a diesel motor chugging against the wind

and without looking i knew what it was

six months ago, i would not have thought that was normal. 

but today i could have told you without looking.

odd how perceptions change, isn't it.

photo.