Change is in the water

I've never been a fan of change. In fact, I hate it.
This could explain my Peter Pan Complex.

In my short life, however, any change has always only been on a very small-scale. The problem about "scale" is that it is entirely relative. What is very large-scale to a two year old is likely to be fairly unimportant to a twenty-two year old. Further, some changes affect just one person, some a whole country and some the entire world. Although some of the changes in my life have been quite large-scale, relatively speaking, they are, in a more global sense, quite piddly.

It's from this twenty-two year old standpoint that I look back on the past and conclude that all the changes in my life thus far, the ones I didn't like, are all small-scale.

We moved house when I was 9. My mum discovered a new way to prepare spaghetti. I had to adjust to life with a chronic illness. I had to come to terms with my sexuality. I moved from primary school to high school, and then high school to university.

I'm growing up now. And I'm itching for change. I'm starting to see that "things" have to change. I just think that its worth looking at the world to decide if we should continue on, doing what we have done for ages "just because", or if perhaps a change is in the water.