Things Always Change

It would seem that my life is usually changing. It could be as simple as a diaper, a shirt, a car, or even a house. Why is it that I am so attracted to change?
Often times I look around noticing that everyone else is trying to keep things the way they are right now. Not looking for the next big thing to happen. Not waiting for the next milestone, and often times seem to be wishing it never would come about because it is comforting to be still. It is comforting for time to slow, perhaps so much so that time itself is suspended for moments.
There must be a balance between the two. A sea saw to speak of that doesn't sway one side or the other too much, otherwise to tip the scale. Change must be kept in balance. Too much at one time would be overwelming to most, and too much of the same old would seem too boring to the rest.
I love change. I love colors to change. I love seasons to change. I love the change of one day to the next. I love to change clothes, hairstyles, and makeup trends. I love change.
Do you think I will ever be content to just live?