the question I keep re-asking myself this morning is: how is better not better?
Huh? I mean, if a change is for the better, indisputably, measurably improved, better, then what reason would there to be to doubt it? Sure there’s a compromise, isn’t there always? But the net is gain.
So what’s with the doubt?
Will it all fall apart despite the big life-shift?
Will it turn out that now I’m on the other side of the paradigm the grass is the same muddy colour?
Could it be the part of me that wants to pretend the uncomfortable bits aren’t worth it and revert to the full time discomfort of the old life?
Thoughts for the morning…..
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