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He decided to walk around one hot fall afternoon. There was no destination other than the one the wind wished, and his first stop was a convenience store. He decided to buy a soda, his favorite soda. It was hard to describe its taste, some people liked it, and some people hated it, he loved it. He decided he needed two bottles instead of one.

 

- Sames as always? - The cashier asked.

 

He paid for the drinks and kept walking. He thought he needed some food to complement his drink, so he went to his next destination, a local restaurant. He ordered a burger, his favorite burger. It was a bizarre combination of chips, meat, and cheese. Some people didn't even try that burger because of its ingredients, he loved it.

 

- Same as always? - Asked the waiter.

 

He realized he had fallen in a routine, so he wanted to try something new, after finishing his burger and sodas. He went to the library to do homework, but the only available places were the fifth and fourth floor. Since he always went to the fifth floor, he decided to go to the fourth. He saw some familiar faces there, but one special face for him told him:

 

- Oh, again doing homework in the library? I always see you around here. -

 

Surprised by this, he decided to do homework in his dormitory, where he found his roommate lying in his bed.

 

- Again saw the girl you liked? You always come home when you see her. -

 

Infuriated by his habits he decided to not do homework, just to break the habit. The next day, a friend of his asked him:

 

- Why are you mad? You never do homework when you're mad. -

 

As the straw that broke the camel's back, he decided to go again for a walk, on a cold fall afternoon. He was absorbed in his thoughts, and lost the passage of time. When he came back from his thoughts it was already night and colder than before. He missed only one class, but that was enough for his professor to notice it:

 

- Are you okay? Normally students skip class when they're feeling down. -

 

He responded as cordially possible, even though he was feeling useless. Nothing that he did seemed to work, and the routine seemed unbreakable. He didn't want to drink beer to calm himself, he knew someone will tell him about his routine.

 

The merciless thoughts kept coming, and as if it were some sort of conspiracy, he concluded that he just needed to embrace his habits, it was who he was after all. So he decided to go for a drink, not out of sadness, but out of happiness.

 

- You look different, same as always? - said the bartender.

 

He nodded and drank one, two, and then three beers. Leaving with a smile and his face, and no money in his pockets, the young drunk went to his bedroom and fell asleep. The next morning he decided to do the homework due next week on the fifth floor of the library, there, he saw a beautiful girl he knew that told him:

 

- What's with that grin on your face? Did something good happen to you? -

 

He felt flattered, and realize he made the right desition, and when asked what changed in him, he says:

 

- I kept doing the same thing, same stuff, different day.