Change my mind.

Change is everything. It is a lot. It can be daunting. It is peaceful. It brings chaos. It loves. It ebbs. It flows. A lot is changing. A lot is changing every time. Everything is change. Change is everything.

Smart people would say, “Focus on what is not changing.” So what does not change? Well, you pick: any time horizon. Some things will change. Some things will not. Because give long enough, and everything will change.

So how long should my timeline of measuring change be? But before that, why measure? Can I not just let change be? Let change change.

Maybe. But I have agency. Agency is what makes me human. The agency is me and I have this agency. Not everyone does. But I do. It feels good. It feels that I am in control. And in control of changing my mind. Changing my mind to change.

So I need to use this agency. Use this agency to influence my control. Influence my control over changes. Changes on a certain timeline. Timeline that I decide because I have agency.

It is not an easy answer. My life is fun and it would be great to continue living a great life. An enriching one. One that brings me joy. Joy that compounds and grows relentlessly. Perhaps it would be nice to have control over change in my lifetime. But shoot, I will grow old. I will meet new people, bond with them, create them, nurture them, adopt them, laugh with them, cry with them, bury them, teach them, and learn from them. I haven’t accounted for them. What about them? It would be good to have control over change. Change across all our lifetimes, all our lifespans. Wouldn’t it?

Life would be everything. Joy.

I will do things with these people. Visit places. Monuments, cities, palaces, parks, beaches. Do things. Run, swim, cycle, surf, eat, picnic. Make memories. Of those places, doing those things.

Wait a minute. Life would be everything, I said. I did not count all of this in everything. Scratch that. Life, including the people, places, things, and those memories will be everything. Actually, life would be everything if I can continue to live joyfully with people I love, doing things I enjoy in places I want to be, making memories.

Wow. Life would be everything. Life will be a lot. I want to change a lot. Change is a lot. Change is everything.

Do I want to change a lot?

I think so. I don’t know. I would like to. Life is moving fast, life is trying to be everything.

I woke up one day in an empty white room.

No walls. No box. Just endlessly white. It feels like a lot of screens will pop up. One by one, then all at once. I would be in the dark knight, waiting for the voice of Morgan Freeman. But only if I was dressed better in a batsuit instead of these white clothes. In a white room. Not a room. A concept. Endlessly white.

I don’t know about life. I don’t know about change. Change is everything?

I am changing. Everything is silent. Pin-drop silent. I only hear my breath. One. Two. One. Two. I don’t know what I am counting. But I am counting. I am breathing. I am changing.

Somewhere out there is a world. A world where life is everything. Change is everything. I am not there. But I know what it is like.

A day is 24 hours. Month is a fixed set of days. Well, not exactly. But still it does not change. At least not a lot. The sun rises. Most days, most parts of the world. The seasons change. Rivers flow. Wind blows. Life happens.

I am breathing. Out there, people I love are breathing. Birds are chirping. Trees whistling. Change is happening.

But everything else is changing too. Other things I notice. Sometimes it is changing fast. These people I love talk faster than ever. Read more than ever. Watch more. Eat more. Drink more. Work more. Workout more. Run more. Run 4 minutes a mile. Run even faster than that. They are fitter. Healthier. Safer. Smarter. Yes. They are smarter.

They are more intelligent. They are changing more. They are changing their mind. So fast. And everything is how they want. Because they have agency. They can influence change. Suddenly, the world around them is only the world around them. It is theirs. For them. It revolves for them. They have changed their mind.

Suddenly, the world has revolved around them and has shifted from being a place where a day is 24 hours. Suddenly, this world is no longer habitable.

Suddenly, I woke up.

I was wrong. They have changed their mind. They have changed their mind to be intelligent. More intelligent than anyone before.

They did not change everything. A day is still twenty four hours. They used their agency. They realized. Not they, I realized. I realized, life is everything. Life is what life gives me. Life is what I make of it. Change is everything. Life is everything I make of the change. I don’t create change to make life.

I was wrong. Well, I was no Batman. Maybe a cool outfit would have done the trick. But I am grateful. I like change. Agency. Life. People. Memories. Places. Days. Weeks. Breathing. Running. Seasons. Sun. I like.

I like change.