Change... it's hard to deal with. Somewhere in the back of my mind I feel like I've already addressed this issue on my blog before. If I have, then I apologize. As it is, change is so prevalent in our lives that it would only seem natural to have it come up every so often.

I once took this self-test (one of my psych tests that I have on hand in my counselling office) on my affinity for change. I've always known I like change, but I never expected to rank so high on the scale. It turns out that I love change. I get tired of routine and monotony. I get tired of sitting for a ong time. Sometimes I think I have a tendency towards ADHD, but that I'd kept it on hold all through my school years and then let loose with it once I started uni. So now I need constant change and stimulation. I know, it makes no sense whatsoever. But it's an interesting thought, no?

So, yes, I like change, but it's still hard. Like change of pace in life, whilst moving from holiday back to regular work hours. Or change in number of people living at home with you. Or change of the presence and proximity of those you love. It's an adjustment. It requires effort and energy. Too many changes can leave one feeling that he's been riding a roller coaster way too long.

I've been thinking lately that I need to get off the roller coaster and go for a walk instead. It's just that the roller coaster has such cool and unexpected loops and corkscrews. So, maybe I won't get off just yet...