Change.

It’s hard to prove that I’m a different person when the outstanding remnants of who I used to be stick out to people so harshly.

Especially with the blog.

 

I don’t feel the same way I did like a month back, but the fact that the way I felt stays on here as a permanent reminder of who I used to be might be a good thing.

It gives me time to reflect on how bad things used to be, and how good things have become.

 

I can’t make it concrete that I don’t feel the same way I used to because of how strongly everything I said back then came across. Reading back old posts, I get so toxic in the way that I force my “feel sorry for me” agenda down peoples’ throats.

Sorry about that, by the way.

 

At any rate, I used to hate change with a furious passion. I mean, things are great the way they are, why change them, right? But as time passes, people change and before you can say “I like the way things are right now” everything around you has transformed into something new.

 

I no longer hate change with the same enraged aroma. People need change for life to go on, to experience new things, talk to new people. I can appreciate change for all that it’s done for others, and everything it’s done for me.

As the holidays begin and a set of future choices get laid out in front of me, change becomes less of a force of nature and more a decision of where I want to go next.

And that concept is exciting to me.

 

 

In conclusion:

• Fuck old Will Ash for being an asshole.
• Change is rad.