This feeling has been clinging to me like grime - I feel uncomfortable. I want a change, but what kind change? *stares again into blank space*
I have been thinking of flipping my current routine upside down just for the sake of changing. But most of the time, it's easier said than done. Thank you Bartolomeo Cristofori for inventing the piano. At least I have temporal escapades whenever I felt like it.
Maybe I should switch jobs? Switch my address? Switch the regular Joes and Janes for a new group of Tom and Marys? Switch my hair colour?(already did that and blondes don't have all the fun) Switch my wardrobe?
!@#$%^ What am I missing?