Change.

Change is good, I suppose. Sometimes you fall into such a regular pattern that you don't even know what you're doing anymore. Then suddenly you're looking at your life from an aerial view and it's like when you're in an airplane looking out the window and all you see is the blue, blue ocean to the north, west, east, and south.

Look at the seasons, how they're constantly changing. In a single month, the leaves will change into an array of orange, yellow, and brown colors, and then cease to exist at all. The branches will then be covered in thick layers of heavy snow but those feisty little leaves always fight their way back. Before you know it, the gray branches are speckled with little green sprouts and by the time school is out, every tree is covered in a luscious cluster of emerald leaves. It's a cycle of nature.

I guess we're a part of this cycle as well. At times, change is intimidating; sometimes, we crave it. Right now? I need it.

P.S. It's ridiculous how long I spent choosing a new layout for this blog, but I suppose that had to change too.