Shifting Sand...

a sigh...silence...some people do not like change.  They prefer a static condition.  A constant in their lives. Monotony. Boredom.  Static.  Stagnant.  I find that hard to comprehend.  Life is like shifting sands.  Movement.  Ever so delicately.  Almost unnoticeable by the naked eye.  And undercurrent. Ever shifting sands.  Of time.  Of emotions.  Of thoughts.