adaptation. something both beautiful and strange that allows us to continue living no matter what the circumstances are. those that can adapt can survive and often thrive, and those that cannot, well extinction, or more often than not with humans, failure is the case.

we often adapt to fit the situation at hand, to please the people around us, to work in the most efficient manner possible. we adapt to get the job done, we adapt to accommodate people in our lives, we adapt to survive.

often these little adaptations are so small and suttle we dont always realize it as it happens. we wake up one day and look back and realize we are no longer the people we were a year ago. in fact we could be so far from them we wouldnt recognize them if they passed us in the street. and that is the fundamental element of adaptation; change. everyone changes. change is essential to life, and no one in their right mind can expect to be the exact same person at the end of today that they were yesterday. experiences change us. beliefs may remain the same, and core values often are unaffected or strengthened through experience, but life is a course of change and adaptation.

i look at this journal and am saddened that i dont write anymore. but who really cares? it didnt affect me in a negative way until i realized i had changed my habits. and that my friends is the entire point. change is something that i still have great difficulty accepting.