smallish confession.

When I am not displaced, I am not rattled.
When rattled, I cannot find a resting place.
When I cannot find that resting place, I am out of my comfort zone.
My comfort zone is a pleasant place, but it is an unhealthy place.
When out of my comfort zone, I am prone to making life-changing decisions.
Of the type I don't regret making, I should say- so really, it's a good thing!

There's no easy way to put it: I need change to grow. I hate change. Vicious cycle.

But I still need change.

I do not need to sit on a padded pew and watch the world run past me.

Finish the race. Finish the race.