I’ve been feeling restless. Restless as in the current status quo needs to change, is about to change or has already changed; as in I cannot quite see the outcome; as in I’m walking in a direction, putting one foot in front of the other, intuiting or not that it will lead somewhere.
Someone once said the only thing certain in life is change.
I love change. It means new things are happening.
I hate change. It means I need to let go of now.