We spend most of our lives either hating change or desperately wanting it. I'd always been extremely averse to change until I realised that the good kind of change was happening to a lot of people around me. Then I became obsessed with change. I wanted it, scouted it, so badly wanted those good change event-type things to happen to my life.
Now I'm growing up and I realise that sometimes I don't get to decide. It was never really about whether I wanted change or not.
It's about whether I need change. And how I deal with it when it comes.
*wise grin*
Saturday, September 25, 2010
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