The Beautiful, Horrible Place
That’s where I’m residing right now thanks to some unforseen events. I’m not complaining because things could always be worse. It’s just that I’m a person that likes to tread the midddle ground. You know, the path of least resisitence. This year seems to be a “growing pains” year for me though. Lots of change and upheaval. I know, the one constant in life is change but it doesn’t mean I have to like it.
The funny thing is, I have no problem grabbing my superhero cape and boots and flying into the unknown to help someone else but when it’s just me I’m a coward. The very hint of change can send me cowering to the couch. Even if it’s something good. As a friend of mine once said ( although I don’t think he was the first one to say it) “It’s the devil you know versus the devil you don’t know”. I suppose because even if something is bad and you get used to it the idea of change its scary because you think, gosh what if this makes it worse? At least I do. I need to train myself to think…what if this makes it better or at least different. It’s times like these I think “I know what I’m doing but what am I supposed to be doing?” I just have to keep living I suppose and the answer will be revealed. Hope it’s a good one.