Same Old, Same Old

Sometimes I wonder if what I think about is just repeating myself.  Yet I know that even when I am looking at the same thing, I am often coming at it from a different angle.  At least I know I am not on repeat.  What I am thinking about is an angle to something I am considering for the first time.  (that is what I tell myself anyway).  Or something has occurred to me that has not done so before, and I toss it up to see if it has staying power.
Like today.  It occurred to me that a change of behaviour is the most convincing sign of change of character.  I know I did wonder if change could occur in someone I thought was pretty far gone.  Yet I saw it and was amazed.  I am seeing it now.  Someone I know is like the same but different.  Whereas once so much was too much trouble, now steps are being taken to contribute to society.  Those that know the person look on in wide eyed wonder.
I must admit that if someone says they have changed, and I do not see anything different, I have my doubts.  To me it is one thing to be intellectually convinced of something, and quite another to allow it to alter me in anyway.
To me there is no such thing as marking time.  My character is always being formed.  Either for better or for worse.  It sort of sounds like a marriage ceremony and it one sense it is.  I say, “I do” in a different set of circumstances.  I reckon I am always saying “I do.”  Sometimes it is to things that I know are right for me and make me a better person, and at other times I say “I do” to what is destructive.  I imagine sometimes my “I do” is said in a whirlpool.  I may rearrange the furniture but face the same fate.
I have been asking myself “can a person change?”  (I talk to myself all the time.  Maybe I should call it “internal dialogue” to make it sound more respectable) For an answer to that one, I need go no further than me (although I have seen it elsewhere to).  Looking at me, I know the answer is yes. 
I feel a cliché coming on.  They reckon the difference between bitter and better is “I.”  Oh, another one “change is inevitable” (except from a vending machine).  It seems to me some change is same old same old, while other change is a new beginning.  I get to choose.