Those Days

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You know those days where you feel like a change really needs to happen,
and so you wait for it to happen,
and you think that if you just wait it out, the change will come?

And then you get cranky because you’re really not that good at waiting,
and so you start talking about the change,
because you think that if you talk it out, the change will come?

And then you think about the change some more, and you see what a great change it would be,
and you ponder the change,
because Sending Out the Positive Thoughts is all the rage, and surely the change will come?

And then you think that someone really ought to get on this thing, making this change,
So you whine about it for a while,
because then everyone will get the hint and make it easy for the change to come?

And then you eat something?

And then you take a nap?

And then, you know that moment when the realization hits
that it’s nobody’s change but yours,
and that if you really want the change, well then, for the love, it’s time for you to make it come?

I know those days, too.

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14 thoughts on “Those Days”

  7. Cindy

    I said, yep,
    what a concept;
    I could use a little fuel myself,
    And we could ALL use a little chaaaange…

    Sorry, I couldn’t resist. I’m in that post-nap realization myself this week. Lovely post.

  8. Cindy

    I said, yep,
    what a concept;
    I could use a little fuel myself,
    And we could ALL use a little chaaaange…

    Sorry, I couldn’t resist. I’m in that post-nap realization myself this week. Lovely post.

  9. Brent

    I changed yesterday. Becky helped me by asking me to help her write a paper. You should see the paragraph I contributed; she called it art. I’m less scared to write now — every day.

  10. Brent

    I changed yesterday. Becky helped me by asking me to help her write a paper. You should see the paragraph I contributed; she called it art. I’m less scared to write now — every day.

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