Sometimes it seems odd that what was once funny now induces tears, and what was once a moment of great pain can seem trivial. Yet it happens.
I'll admit that I don't like change. I may change my mind. I may have change in my wallet. Hell, I may even have changed myself. But I don't like it... not if it happens in one giant move, as opposed to a series of small bearly noticable ones.
Well, I did say that this post was the insane ramblings of a something, something, and I wasn't wrong.
Ramble ramble.
