Changing ones life

The worst thing we can do is stay the same.

Maybe what seperates us from animals is the ability to change our routines... our patterns.

The silver fox that I see every few days... is an animal of habit.

It has to hunt in the mornings, kill and eat. Forage, kill eat... survive.

If it doesn't; it dies... it has no choice.

But us... we have professions. We start with our blank slate, create skills.... and do something.

And if we don't like it... we change. Doing something else.

I could be a farmer, a musician... a computer tech or work out in the oil field.

Every kid from forever has been told the average adult works 13 different careers in his life.

Has anyone ever wondered why?

To survive; I could be fat or skinney; tall or short.

It doesn't matter.

Alot of people would look at this and say (as I've said in the past) that this takes away the edge we share with every species... the whole reduction of its weakest links.

But this could give us the ultimate advantage; turning all but our very weakest... 99% or so of our species into productive members.

So... no wonder we get bored with what we're doing... because we can do anything, there aren't any clues to tell us if we're doing what we were ment to.