Fighting the Current

futility of change

"...I'm lost
And the shadows keep on changing."
- "Haunted," Poe

Lately, I've been found myself wondering how different things really are.

I tell myself that things have changed, but I see too often evidence to the contrary. I tell myself that I have changed, but "the more things change the more they stay the same." The commutation of one thing into another and nothing going anywhere.

To friends: If I am ever given time to think, snap me out of it.

Sleep. Early tonight.