Change is a good thing...

I am amazed at what a little change can do. It's one of those things that happens so often that we typically don't recognize it unless it's huge. I recognize change every single day and usually accept it gracefully. I enjoy both kinds; the change that happens on its own, and the change I force upon myself. I guess you could call that kind of change self-improvement. Although I cling to a solid routine and stability, I do find myself craving change almost on a daily basis. Luckily, where I live allows me to see that change and restricts the entrance of a completely monotonous routine. I have experienced enough big changes in the past several months to last me quite awhile. It has consumed me as much as it could and has left me tired, but content. I now thrive off small changes and have learned to enjoy them as much as the big ones. One of the most recent noticeable changes has been the changing of seasons. Although the temperature has managed to remain in the Fall category, which I love, I have noticed the quick entrance of Christmas all around me. It has been showing up when I least expect it, but never fails to wipe a smile across my face. It's this transition between fall and winter that I both love and hate. I love the warm feeling that winter brings, but hate to see my fall favorites walk out the door. Everything goes in cycles, though, and fall will return when it's ready. 

Another change that has taken place is my choice of Starbucks locations. Please note, this change is temporary and my Starbucks of choice is still "my" location over on Jefferson Street. However, with the increasing amount of schoolwork and two upcoming midterms, I was almost forced to choose this location that sits between my apartment and my school. Again, I accept this change and am thankful for it's close proximity to school, where I will be heading shortly to utilize its library space. Change is happening constantly around me as people come and go, stopping in for their morning pick-me-up. Some, I've noticed, have included this in their daily routine and are greeted by name. Others seem to be walking into a foreign place, but quickly adjust to the atmosphere. 

As much as change excites me, I didn't see much of it over the weekend. As you probably noticed, I allowed 2 days to go by (Friday and Sunday) without retreating to one of my favorite places; my blog. There was an unusual lack of inspiration on those days and I found my hours being eaten up by school-related obligations. And since  I didn't want to bore you with minute-by-minute details, I chose to let the days pass without writing. I have learned, though, that when inspiration fails to come to me, I must go find it. After all, inspiration encourages change, and change typically results in improvement. And that's what I strive for in myself; improvement.