Changes...
The word CHANGE in this day an age is a scary word to some,
but for others like me the word is just a little dumb.
For someone who thrives on things changing like a stop light;
things being as mundane as the job I do or the car I drive can cause me to die inside.
To get through the day I have to tell myself there is more to live and more to see
more than just you and me.
So right now in this mundane, unchanging, and sometime toxic world we live in
I choose to: INSPIRE, NOT TIRE...AMAZE, NOT TAME and TO CHANGE not only
my life one step at a time, but to give my life one piece at a time for all others who are
trying to make it one step at a time.
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