blessed discontent

"Monterrey had changed, and so had Cannery Row and its denizens. As Mack said, "The tum-tum changes, giving place to new. And God tum-tums himself in many ways"
Doc was changing in spite of himself, in spite of the prayers of his friends, in spite of his own knowledge. And why not? Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass. Change may be announced by a small ache, so that you think you´re catching cold. Or  may even take the form of a hunger that peanuts will not satisfy. Isn´t overeating said to be one of the strongest symtomps of discontent? And isn´t discontent the lever of change? "

Sweet Thursday - John Steinbeck