Tomorrow is, I hope, my name change day.
I’m superstitious, and probably mostly toward the dark side. I think it will be bad luck. This is showing me my pessimism. But mostly I don’t believe in luck, and I can also try to feed the light side and think there will be good luck coming from it.
It’s exciting! And I don’t like the attention it brings. And I don’t like it when people think I’ve gotten married, and probably to a man at that. And I don’t like that I won’t have the same name as my kids.
But mostly, it feels like the good parts of moving feel, or of having a new house or new job or new car. The good parts of those things.
Now the other “change,” that’s giving me trouble right now. That is surely a good change also, but getting there is a bit difficult.