Routine starts to feel just that

I am beginning to find that the run of the mill places I once was so fond of no longer hold my interest and as I begin to see the bigger picture I have lost all interest in the places I once found security in. In a matter of months I have slowly transitioned away from the smoky haunts I use to frequent and over a short period of time my social life has somewhat fallen by the wayside. Although it would seem apparent, it is not as though I have no desire to vacate the house, but in lieu of venturing to a place I’ve seen a thousand times over, filled with people I have minimal interest in spending time with somehow the couch and poor reality shows seem to offer me something slightly more fulfilling.
I am finding it apparent that it is no challenge to become disenchanted. It is easy to analyze the people and places that have not changed slightly over the last couple of years and question the reasons as to why nothing ever changes. It triggers me to wonder whether anyone ever steps outside the lives in which they’ve created for themselves and do something different? It makes me wonder whether people find it easier to follow the path of less resistance and continue to be set in their ways. Where did excitement and creativity go? Though the area has not been a bastion of creativity these last few years I look around and it makes me realize how we have created something from nothing.
For me, it all comes down to my desire for something different and exciting. I’m not after something new or even innovative; I just want a reason to do the things that I once was so fond of. I want something that brings adrenalin and I need that something that will get the blood coursing through my veins.
It’s time for something new.