I want to get deeper with this. Like so much deeper. I want to philosophize about what change is and what it means. I want to dive deep into the symbolism of the werewolf and the moon. I want to scratch the itch that this laid in my brain. But I don’t have time right now. I have to go see a man about a car. Not a euphemism. I really do have to go take care of a car problem.

Anyway, here’s a poem on change, called Change.