Yuck of change

Sometimes I crave it, sometimes I abhor it. I always fear it, especially at work, where the devil you know (left) vs the devil you don't know (not yet hired), frying pan/fire kinds of thoughts. But rarely, if ever, is the former ever replaced by someone better, almost a given, like gravity. Happening now, I'm caught off-balance, reserving judgement, remembering it takes 6 months to grok any job. Considering other futures.