I think a change will do us all a little good.

I'm like a gremlin in many ways. I'm short. I sometimes speak in sounds rather than words. And if you give me coffee after a certain hour I won't be able to sleep and, rather than studying for my finance midterm, things like this will surface as a result:

I'm chronically restless. It's my natural state. I've never been able to sit still or hold a train of thought for longer than a goldfish might or stay the same for very long. I'm pretty sure I've been that way from conception. Gross, I know.

I'm a change fiend. I'm addicted to it. And I don't mean change of the coin variety, just in case that required any clarification. You never know.

Right now, I need a change. I'm dying for one, actually. I'm going to be honest and admit that things haven't been top notch lately. They've gotten better. And then they've gotten worse. And then I just became a little apathetic to it all. A girl can only deal with so many build ups and let downs before she just gives up hope in all that "things-will-be-better-in-the-morning" nonsense. This girl knows better.

It just so happens to be a whimsical coincidence that this current hunger for change aligns perfectly with the coming of spring. It's ironic. I love irony. So, maybe my subconscious knows better than the rest of me that my life needs some major spring cleaning. I wouldn't say it requires a total upheaval. Maybe just some major tweaks here and there. A little reupholstering, perhaps.

Traveling usually helps to qualm my restlessness. I'll be going home in about a week and that usually has a rejuvenating way of clearing my head. But it's more than that. Maybe I'll clean out my closet. Or maybe I'll dye my hair electric blue. Or maybe I'll jump out of the sky. Maybe I should do all of those things. And maybe I will.

But when I allow the rational portion of my brain to get a word in, I know that what I really, truly need is to take some time to get my head right, to put my heart back in its rightful place. I need to open my Bible instead of my mouth and let it do the talking. I need guidance and I need to find peace.

I might still purge my wardrobe, change my hair, and toss myself out of an airplane in the near future, because that's just the kind of person that I am. But I know my life and my own contentment depends on more than that.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with a few external and behavioral changes whenever you see fit. Right now is a completely appropriate time in my life for that. So, I don't see any reason I shouldn't go for it. But that restless pull deep down in my core can only be cured by an equally deep soul therapy session. That starts now.

A little change never hurt. Right now, it can only do me a whole lot of good.