Friday, July 29, 2011

The person I knew is there... Somewhere

As per usual, I write my normal, ordinary post in my normal, ordinary style. This time, however, I write it whilst thinking of others - others who do not do as I do, others who change. Why don't I change?

Fear. No, not fear. Certainly not fear of breaking grammatical rules, since 'Fear.' hardly qualifies as a sentence. Perhaps it's stubbornness. Perhaps it's annoyance. Perhaps 'change' is simple the latest and greatest bandwagon for all the world to jump onto.

No matter. Change is change, and I am me. I am also getting married in a week and a day, so that represents change, but... I, myself, have not gone and change. I don't intend to (unless 'change' is growing and correcting errors in myself). So why does other people changing affect me so?

Perhaps it is because I feel they have more to offer than do I. Perhaps.

Wish me luck with life 'n' wife 'n' stuff.

...I love that girl who is to be my wife. Quite a bit.