My hair is a frizzy mess; I am freezing and trembling. I was unaware I could feel so defeated by living within my comfort zone. Let me start at the beginning. The weekend had arrived in all its glory; my weekend consists of the usual things:
Waking up early although I’m still tired but not wanting to waste the day.
On the contrary (because life is a contradiction), being too tired to drag myself out of bed consequently having a lie in.
Waking up at the crack of dawn to run errands, by the time I’m back home the weekend is practically finished.
Well, this weekend I was going to have me time, in the comfort of my own home, in the comfort of my own bed and nobody was going to deter me from that mission, well that’s what I thought…why is it that when your adamant about something the world conspires to work against you just to prove you wrong?
My sister singing in the morning was what woke me up first, I hate it when she does this, just because she’s an early bird it doesn’t mean everyone else is! I hear her open my room door and although I am awake my eyes stay firmly shut. She calls me, I roll my eyes (although my eyes are closed) please don’t judge me I just do not want to talk so early in the morning, plus I am pissed off I can hear her. Before you say it, I am aware I sound nasty, she is my sister and I do love her but that girl sure does have a mouth on her. My sister leaves my room.
Next, I receive a text from an acquaintance (I pick that word wisely) requesting we meet today, why so last minute? I reply “sorry got to babysit tonight” of course that’s a lie but this acquaintance doesn’t know me well enough to know I tell white lies, don’t we all? I think to myself “That’s what you get for being an acquaintance” I smile knowing the genuine reason I declined the offer, I have one word for it, karma.
I continue with my day in bed. I switch the TV on and proceed with my plans of doing nothing in the comfort of my own bed. Later in the day, still in bed… I receive a text from my bestie demanding we go to a party today, I tell her I will think about it but we both know my answer is yes. Although a party was not on the agenda today, this party will be filled with friends and family so it’s within my comfort zone.
I arrive at my bestie’s house and we get ready which consists of; listening to music, dancing chatting, laughing, everything but getting ready. At some point, we realise the time and rush, it happens every single time.
We leave for the party in high spirits but immediately we get outside I am faced with all sorts of situations. It’s raining and I have hair extensions in. If the rain touches my hair I will transform into a frizzy mess. It’s cold outside and I am wearing summer clothes (I was trying to look cute but that has backfired) now I just look stupid.
Two buses (because the district line was part suspended) and a 20-minute walk later (we could not find the party’s address and ended up getting lost). We arrive at the party and the tension I feel disappears. This should be a good night, after all I am in the company of the people I know…except the party has not started and I know nobody there. The reality has started to creep in, this is outside my comfort zone, this is a reason I have a comfort zone in the first place! To complement this situation, my best friend has disappeared and guess what, from across the room I can see the acquaintance that messaged me earlier. I needed to get out of here speedily I do not want to be branded as liar, even if I am on occasions… aren’t we all?
Why does stuff like this always happen to me?
I leave my best friend at the party and find my way home. I know some people would think I am a ruthless friend but she would do the same to me, trust me tried and tested, we have a mutual understanding.
I arrive home hungry, annoyed and tired. I had been tricked by life, immediately I was comfortable and let my guard down the things I thought would bring me comfort failed. Therefore, now I say, never feel comfortable it’s a trap.
