Sleeping on the Edge of the Bed or Missing Life Because of Habits
I made the jump from a twin sized bed to a queen sized bed a few weeks ago. The first few nights, I sprawled out diagonally on the bed in order to use every square inch of available real estate. It was amazing because I had all of this room for the first time in my life.
After the first few nights, I started to revert to my old habit: sleeping on the edge of the bed. You see, with a twin bed, you are always sleeping on the edge of the bed. The only question is which edge is closer. And so I turned the light off and began to roll over when I realized that rolling over in that direction would leave me on the floor. This was not an exciting idea, so I repositioned myself toward the center of the bed.
I started considering this odd behavior: why was I sleeping so close to the edge? I had so much space to use, but I was still hovering along the side. I began to realize my habits for sleeping next to the edge had superseded my new reality. The new state of my life was a big bed, but my tendencies caused me to revert to how things had always been done.
I wonder how often we miss out on the new and better things of life because we are so comfortable or habitually inclined toward the past. I think I miss out on so much because of these bad habits...