keep your coins, i want change

some despise change. they want rountine and consistency.

yet others thrive on change and have become addicted to adaptation to change.

where do i stand? in my own opinion i like change. i think i can learn to adapt to many situtations. i like to get into a routine and then after awhile add some change to make things unique. i’m excited at what lies ahead of me. also nervous about leaving something safe and comfortable behind. but i gonna take a risk.

this is a poem that i have loved forever. that helps me in times of big change:

two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference

{the road not taken- robert frost}