Change can be...uncomfortable

"Things do not change; we change." - Henry David Thoreau

Over the last six months, things have felt off. In some ways, I haven't been able to pinpoint it except to say that there are changes: changes in priorities, changes in interests, changes in how I feel, changes in how I look at things.

As I've changed interests and added goals, it's changed my priorities. I'm not as social as I used to be. Part of that is because I'm working on saving money (so not going out as much), I have been busy with school so I can finish my degree next year and honestly, I've just been tired. I still like beer, but I'm not the one you're gonna find drinking it more than once or so per month (if that). Running goals sometimes dictate my schedule and force early bedtimes.

As we change, it seems like things around us change also - sometimes it's that you don't fit in anymore. Sometimes it's that you're seen as anti-social. Sometimes it's seen withdrawal. But, sometimes people see it for what it is - that you're focusing on you for a bit.

So, that leaves me feeling...uncomfortable. In groups, in organizations, at home. It's not always a bad thing. But sometimes it does feel as though you're "on the edge, looking in". In the short term, it may be odd and rough. But I'm trying to see the long-term, bigger picture. The light at the end of the tunnel, if you will.

I still want to help people and learn things. I still want to teach people things. And in many ways, the uncomfortable feeling is teaching me about myself.