People are always agonizing over change and I’ve never really understood it.
I think that deep down I’m a restless soul. I can’t sit around for too long and I can’t get too complacent in life.
College was ideal for this. Just when I was sick of the same classes, the work group, my roommates, anything that became routine, it was a new semester and I began all over again.
Real life doesn’t always allow for constant change. Although I have moved three times and another move is on the way, I go to the same job every day and I do the same thing everyday, just for different people.
There is no real problem solving, no great strategizing, not utilizing my skills with a fresh new conundrum every week. I’m bored.
I’ve been craving a change. I think that’s why I ended up cutting my hair. However satisfying it was, it was a temporary fix for a grand craving.
I need change.