Normality

At 8:26am, my watch stopped ticking.

For many of you who don't wear watches, you'll probably wouldn't understand the frustration I went through today. Every single time I wanted to check the time or I had someone asking me for the time, my right hand habitually shifted my left sleeve to reveal my watch. And every time I did this, it showed 8:26am.

It made me wonder why so many people get scared or frustrated when something out of the norm happens. I know for a fact right now, I don't feel entirely complete without my watch.

I came to Manchester to put myself out of my comfort zone, yet just because my watch isn't working I already feel uncomfortable. What would it be like when I go to Europe?