...changing myself. There have been so many times in my life where my goal was to change the situation I was in, the people who were around me, the life that I had been handed. The thing is that I wasn't handed a life, a life formed around me based on the person that I was. In order to really make a difference in the world I need to make some serious changes to myself.
I had a long talk with my father who said that I was a work in progress with the emphasis on progress. The me of ten or fifteen years ago would never believe that I am who I am now. He just wouldn't buy that much change is possible. Looking at it that way has, on occasion, made me complacent. Complacency leads to my reverting in my behavior to someone that I changed from because I wasn't all that proud of them.
I will change the world, I already have. I will worry about bettering myself and the direct result will be me making a greater impact on the world around me.