Nothing much happened today. Today was, for the most part, boring.
I am super tuckered out, though. Goodness.
Before I go, diary, I want to talk about change. No, not errant pennies, nickels, and dimes. I’m talking about the kind of change we always want when things aren’t as we wish. I’m talking about the kind of change claim to need. The kind of change that fills your lungs in the middle of the night, waiting to burst free and infest the air around you. The kind of change that fades away as dark becomes dawn, where you forget your will and let routine reclaim the thrown it’s always had.
Why is change so difficult when it so obviously exudes the positives you desperately need?
I don’t know. I’m tired of it.
I’m tired of a lot of things.