I have often wondered why I find so much comfort in change, so much solace in chaos. Often times, to my own chagrin and to the discomfort of those around me, I become driven to change something, anything. Sometimes it manifests itself (as it has this year) by going back to school, starting a new workout routine or learning to play guitar. Other times it is packing up the whole family for a new State, a new house and a new job.
By luck, or if you prefer, by blessing, these changes have all proven to be very positive, profitable and beneficial for everyone I am connected to, albeit realized somewhat late, after the shock has worn off and the dust has settled; more to the point, after the boxes are unpacked.
Two years is my magic number. Every two years I get "the itch". I start looking around, anticipating that change is coming and if it does not, I am compelled to force it. There is a frustration and anxiety that grows inside of me until I create that change, that chaos to interrupt my routine life and force the things that spur growth and offer a physical, spiritual or mental challenge. This year I am pursuing my Masters in Information Systems Management and starting Crossfit.
What will it be in two years time?
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