There are times in life when a person travels a beaten path — known as familiarity.
A path some choose say, “I could close my eyes and still get there.”
I am wondering how many times a person “drives” their life in automatic...
There are those moments that we have to re-adjust our speed and be aware of the signs of an upcoming change.
Without fail, some will complain, unwilling to shift.
Change is the only thing consistent. Why therefore are some so resistant?