Sometimes you think you know something but it doesn’t turn out to match your expectation, then you learn to adapt to its actual self but give it a while and it starts acting as you had originally expected. Confusion, disarray, thoughts crumble, what do you do? Do you rejoice that is what you first thought it was or do you go sad, melancholic as you have grown to like the new expectation from that nasty face changing behemoth? I guess it depends on the expectation for the better or worse. Change, adapting, readapting and then you wish nothing would ever change – but it does – everything does change.