Today, I woke up angry. Angry at myself.
I think it is time to reinvent myself, again. I do this every four or five years. It usually goes well, however, I'm not as excited about the realization that it's time. I'm usually looking forward to change.
I should be looking forward to a change. I'm not happy with my relationships, my career or my health. Is this what happens when you get old?
I hope not.
