Change Keeps Changing

First and foremost, Happy Thanksgiving. To those outside of the US, this is one of the great holidays, because we eat Turkey and food and pie. Pretty much, America gains weight and pushes the landscape deeper into the ocean.

Anyway, as I move from my crappy, empty, undecorated apartment in Vernon Rockville Connecticut, which may be deemed the least interesting place in the US, I think of many aspects of my shift. The people I am leaving behind, the memories I have made, the experiences I have had, they were all cool. But the fact is Vernon Rockville and Me don’t get along. So, really there is no sense in prolonging the inevitable.

I am very “open-minded” when it comes to change. And I agree with whoever when they said change is difficult. I think whatever Whoever was referring to, he and/or she didn’t have military dependents, and the like, in mind. To us, change is not difficult. In fact, change is easy. Things that are hard include but are not limited to finding one lover for the rest of your life, untie-ing a knot in your shoe laces, and getting “red wine” out of a white carpet (ask #Dexter). I mean really tough.

I would say that not only is moving fun and enjoyable, but it is medicinal and improves confidence, like green tea with honey. For me, it allowed a rejuvenating notion to de-clutter and over-simplify my life. If you live in a primary color (aka red, green, and blue) world like me, you tend to view things in black and white (see what I did there. I made mention of the same concept with two different color schemes. No, it doesn’t make sense. Yes, it was only meant to confuse. I know am a jerk. A weirdo as well.) In any case, I organize by one rule: it is trash unless I see myself using it in the next month. So yes, shorts and flip flops are gone. Tank tops I will keep. And the Christmas tree barely made the cut. But I’m not so sure about next year.

Please find the follow reasons for why I am an advocate for change:

1. Hoarding.Yes, we have all seen those shows. Families sleeping on top of trash because they have issues letting go. It is an extreme case of avoiding change but a scary thought nonetheless.
2. Stockholm Syndrome. This is what I was developing in Connecticut. Pretty much, CT held me captive for so long that, towards the end of my stay, I felt obligated to defend it. This can also be referred to as traumatic bonding. Solution: detach yourself.
3. Filibuster.AKA Congressional Gridlock. Aka some jerk who puts his/her own interests before their government and impedes congressional decisions. Again, another extreme case of stagnancy but something we should consider.
4. Stoop Kid. 80s babies and 90s children have all seen that episode of #HeyArnold about the orphan who has a parental connection with his front porch. Well, even though he eventually leaves, he still stuck around. He overcame his fear and then . . . stayed on the stoop. Note to self, avoid this kid.
5. Zombies. I am sure you are all familiar with the popularized science fiction creatures or AMC's #WalkingDead. In sci-fi reality, Zombies/Biters are people who are not able to change. They lie in a dormant state, somewhere between alive and dead, with an idle mental state and concerned only with eating people. If they could #EatPrayLove . . . they would evolve. But they can’t so we must kill them . . .  again!

The above examples may be deemed extreme and illogical, but we aren’t here to judge my logic. My point is to explain how change is necessary and good.

Annnddddd to totally contradict myself, change may be great and all BUT it is also circular. In truth, the more things change, the more they stay the same.

Example, let’s take this whole changing demographic dilemma of America. Recently, Republicans have been deciding if they should amend the views of their party that exclude any non-white, non-male individuals. This adaptation will reflect the they are no longer the majority and keep the party alive in the next decade (well #NoShitSherlock). Well, according to history, the first Thanksgiving was celebrated because us then Red-Indian, Brown-skinned Americans (majority) were happy to have met such friendly Gun-toting, God-fearing Europeans (minority). Smoked some peace pipe, taught them how to farm, and then threw a party. Then came the rape and murder and other Thanksgiving traditions, which for some reason we haven’t keep in the traditional cycle. Now that I think about it, is that why we call it Black Friday? Cause the Europeans came in the middle of the night bearing gifts for the Native Americans. Anyway, I digress.

Through time, Americans became a nation of Dark-skinned minority and Fair-skinned majority. However, the US is returning to a Mocha-skinned majority with a Vanilla bean minority (obviously still eating leftovers). It’s kind of creepy how the world works but yeah!

In summary, change is as constant as time. And we know time pulls a 360 every 12 hours (or 24 hours in military time). Seasons come, go, and return, and go, and then come back, etc. So yes, I am bound to end up back in Connecticut, probably sooner then later. But until then, I will enjoy the newness that is Northern Virginia. Novvaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!