Reconstruct This...

Ocho's out surfing. I'm on his soft couch, my smelly dog by my side, looking at the fog. This is beginning to sound like a haiku. So, its July 4th, and I have the day off work. But instead of feeling a sense of freedom, I'm feeling a sense of ennui creep in. Like the heavy fog. Falling on wet leaves. Sitting there. Blankly. Christ. I need a change. Which was one of the topics of the political discussion I had last night with my brother and his wife, my Mom and my Dad: change. My Dad an I often disagree on political topics. But on this topic, we are united: Change for change's sake is meaningless unless you know what it is you want to change, why you want to change it, how you're going to change it, and if the change makes sense. So, for me to just say I need a change means nothing. What do I want to change, and why and how? I love my life, actually. I have great kids. I have a partner who loves. me. I have friends who make me laugh and think. I have challenging, me...