My life is changing. Are you someone who embraces change, or do you dig in your heels and fight every step of transition?
Maybe the nature of the change dictates the response. I like the potential, the possibility of change, but the practical application often leaves me cold. It seems as I get older, I hafta really fight my mind when I’m trying to implement changes. The brain stubbornly clings to what it knows, and will not be moved except with acute bad-temperedness.
But maybe that’s a perception thing, too. Maybe I’ve tricked my mind into making changes harder than they hafta be.
I wish I could reason with myself sometimes.
“Listen, this could be a really good thing. If you’ll just work with me here, we could actually be enjoying some of these changes.”
“C’mon. I know it doesn’t hafta be this hard. Help me out.”
*dying moose sound* (my brain doesn’t actually make a dead moose sound, but it can create that sound in my head)
*pterodactyl screech* (see above)
“What can I do to make this easier for you, so you won’t make this so hard on me?!?”
*brain flashes an image of current life-style and all its components unchanged and unaltered and imbues the whole with an aura of peace and contentment* (brain can do this because it can do almost anything on its own turf)
*angrily* “You know it’s not like that! You’re usually restless as hell, and moody, too. I’m not just doing this for me, I”m doing it for you!”
*brain flashes an image of itself, bodiless and bereft on a wide swathe of desert*
“Fine. Be that way. But things are changing whether you like it or not, so you might as well accept it and stop pouting.”
*brain closes conversation, but sends impulses to my elbows and toes to itch like crazy*
I hope you all have an enchanting Thursday. Mine is going to be itchy.