Creatures of Habits

I noticed something on the first day of jury duty. I notice that we are all creatures of habit.

No matter where we ended up sitting in court when we first entered the room, we would all return to the exact seat after all our breaks.

I didn't even pick my seat. It just happened to be the only seat left when I walked into the room, but for some reason I kept going back to it. It was as if that seat was my seat, and everyone else in the room did the same thing.

I don't know what it is. Why do we always do the same things out of habit? In school, I usually sit in the same seat (even though it's not assigned), and when someone decides they want to sit in my seat, I then feel like they are stealing my seat. No, my name isn't written on it, but I feel like the seat belongs to me.

Sometime it's hard for me to order something new at a restaurant because I know my usual dish is very good. It's as if I have to force myself to try something new because I am comfortable with ordering what I usually order.

I just thought how interesting it was that I have a set pattern on things I do. I usually always take the same route when I am driving, buy the same type of clothing, or eat the same flavor of ice cream. Maybe I should change it up a bit.