Agent of Change – No Prose Again

So, with all this thought I’ve been racking and not accomplishing much it was something else that made me want to change even more.    Sitting here and holding my niece . . I can see the things that are wrong with me far more clearly.     This beautiful little girl, she’s not judging me, and she’s happy and at peace with me.    I can’t be that bad if she is so calm with me, can I?

I’m juding myself though I suppose, and I find myself wanting.         I’m changing that though, fixing the things I don’t like.    I’m not searching for perfection anymore, but I can at least better myself in a few ways.