• pseudonym11 23w


    Change is something I've always struggled with. I leave pieces of myself everywhere I go. Adjusting is difficult. Adapting is difficult. Accepting it is difficult. Getting comfortable is difficult. Then suddenly it's time for another change, and I'm back at square one. I suppose my difficulty stems from a desire for a constant... I'm unsure whether that constant will be a person, place, or thing. However, I think the day I have it, I won't have such difficulty with change.