The other day I decided to write a short story.  I got the idea from a conversation with Peter.  He has been a great confidant in troubled times.  While discussing my ever-present problem of wanting something different he repeated, once again, his assertion that it is not a bad thing that I am dissatisfied with how things are going. He said “You will find something that will allow constant change in your life.  So it isn’t that you need a different job, or different friends, or whatever, it is that you will find a job, or friends that will allow for constant flux.”  To which I responded “I wonder if mother nature is hiring for chameleons.”  That was where I wanted to take the story of Charles - but it ended up not going there.  It was written poorly and I barely revised the thing but it makes me laugh.  So there it is.