If you’ve lived in a house long enough, you become able to walk from one side to the other, navigating around all the furniture in between with your eyes closed as if you were blind. I’ve always thought that was pretty neat.
Until you wake up, start sleepily walking across the floor, and almost slip and fall in your dog’s throw up. That’s not neat.
Are you used to being able to walk blind through life as if nothing changes? It does, and just when you least expect it.
There’s something to be said for being aware, being ready, and being able to change. And when you’re alert, you’re not surprised. Stay “on”, don’t get comfortable, and you will always be prepared.
Deeper Than a Puddle 