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Uncomfortable

I am uncomfortable.

Dog laying on a hardwood floor
I’m not quite this uncomfortable though…

 

I don’t know what it is, but lately I have had a sense of uneasiness. I have felt the need to make big sweeping changes and shake things up quite a bit.

I’m good at dreaming up these big changes. I’m good at thinking of goals. I’m not-so-good at the whole follow through process (see: many of my archived posts that refer to me having these big goals and ideas, which will be achieved by undertaking a massive project).

I’ve often read the quote that change begins when you become uncomfortable with being comfortable. I don’t know who originally said it (librarian fail), but it’s true. I’ve gotten comfortable, soft, in a rut, and willing to accept borderline mediocrity in just about every area of my life. But, I’ve had this nagging pull inside of me for a while now that tells me it’s time to take this internal discomfort and propel it outward to move to something greater. I don’t know where it’s going to go yet, but I know that something’s going to change.

On a lighter note, I will have a few book reviews coming up, so if you’ve tuned for the last couple of postings (AKA Amber’s diary entries), then you have something to look forward to. 🙂

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I am Amber. Amber I am. I like to write things that sound like a Dr. Seuss book, evidently.

One thought on “Uncomfortable

  1. The Longest journey begins with one step. How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time. Set the big goals, but remember everything thing starts small and grows, you can’t plant a seed and get a tree the next day. Soooooo, I’ll get down off the soap box now. Just don’t be so hard on yourself, Rome wasn’t built in a day. OK I’m stopping now. LOL

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