Raising a toast.To Change.

As I swung my vision, I felt closer to the sky. Quite literally, it was my having traveled to a much higher altitude. As thoughts pranced, I was acknowledging my refined ability to embrace change. Losing my mind in the process, yes. But being picked up and transported to several other destinations didn’t unnerve me.

In a more realistic context, its strange how each one of us has progressively become comfortable with the idea of change. And in a sea of existential muck, we’re only waiting for it to arrive.

I’m confused about the processes causing change. Whether or not its easy. Its inevitable, I know. But the causes keep shrinking at times. At other times, they’re lengthy and not as productive.