Jan 06, 2008 19:48
For awhile I've known that I really don't like change. It makes me anxious and yucky. Which is ironic because adaptability is a trait that is prized in dancers.
What I realized today is that it's not any and all change that bothers me its changes that are sudden that I have no control over... mostly.
I came to this conclusion while contemplating the plates on our dinner table. They are not the same ones that we have used almost all of my life. they are new, within the last year or two. They came in slowly at first only as a set of four, and then more, and now they're what we eat off every night. but I don't find it upsetting. I think of the old plates with a fondness. They are cracked and chipped and broken and glued back together. But somehow it seems right that the new ones are there.
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