For the first time since exams ended, I felt like I was in a routine today. I knew when I was going to get up, I new what to expect, and I was comfortable with the day. I’m leaving tomorrow, ruining any hopes of keeping a routine.

That’s one of the goals of the trip though. After two years of university and working, having every single second of every single day planned, not having a routine (while terrifying) is an important experience.

I expect the whole trip to be sort of like this. As soon as I’m comfortable in one place and start to have a routine, I will leave and head to the next place.

Maybe the summer will make me appreciate my routines more. Or maybe I’ll never want a routine again.