The Dilemma of the Story of Change

I have changed.

This statement by itself means nothing. People / lives / world is always changing. What’s the point to state the obvious? Except if this is not the obvious. Except if this is a story worth telling.

But here’s the dilemma: when I am so busy changing the world or got changed by the world, how on earth I’d have the time to tell a meaningful story? If I could have the time to tell a good story, obviously I am not that busy changing.

So that time has gone. The change is over. Was over. I am clam now. So that’s why I am typing.

Tell me what you think!