Times Are A Changing

Well, it has been five years, and my internal clock, the one I can only rarely hear, has decided things have grown too normal, too routine. So, big changes on the way yet again.
For some reason, much to the chagrin of those around me, about every four or five years I make a change like this. I stop one thing and I start another.
What am I going to stop? What am I going to start?
You just have to wait and see.