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I love change. Maybe love isn’t the right word. I need change. I am not good at sitting still for very long. I’ve been living in the same state for 11 years, had the same job for 10 years and I’ve lived in the same house for 5 years. Some people may think that I’m lucky and that this stability is a sign of success. I actually am pretty impressed with myself that I have been so stable. But it doesn’t feel natural. It feels like breathing underwater. I’m not saying it’s a bad feeling, it’s just unnatural to me. So, I change little things, like my hair. I’ve colored it 3 times in since February.

I like it. I changed something without doing permanent damage.

I also dig chaos. Controlled chaos. You know, that kind of chaos that is self-induced. A good example is like when you are organizing a child’s birthday party and there are tons of kids running around, and people show up that didn’t rsvp and the cake doesn’t turn out perfect. It’s chaos while it’s happening, but afterwards, it’s just a great memory.

Change & chaos, they both have a very secure place in my life.

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