Why do we find such comfort in repetition?
I like rocking slightly, back and forth. It calms me.
Babies fall asleep in seconds if you pat them to sleep.
Autistic people do things over and over; something familiar, something instinctive.
People in pain feel better once someone rubs them up and down their backs.
Why?
Maybe we feel comforted in the know of something, a routine. Like oh, we know the ropes and there's nothing to be scared of.
Maybe?
I don't know.
It's nice ainnit :D
TEHEH, random moment.
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