I believe that we have all found ourselves at peculiar crossroads in which there is too much weight on the direction that we are insisted to make. Each route holds a certain curiosity and possibility that you want to follow through and understand. While all directions seem to be pulling you towards them with nothing but absolute strength. Sometimes the strain can be so much that nothing but chance plays a hand in this decision you are about to make. Life should be in such a way that you can demo your choices. I sometimes wonder how many mistakes I have made in the past. I wonder if I have trained my mind to so quickly accept and adjust to these choices (that could very well be mistakes) and allow them to become a way of living. Have I lost the ability to see clearly and learn from mistakes? That’s not how I want to be. So often it feels like I’m on a race to make the ultimate choice when most likely all I’m doing is making the ultimate mistake. Time can be your best friend and advocate when making decisions. But patience…patience and I have butted heads from time to time and I’m trying to mend that relationship. I look in the mirror and nothing but “Did I make the right decision?” runs through me head over and over. Spinning is induced to a rapid speed. At what age do we really grow up and find it easier to make decisions?
Monday, January 10, 2011
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