For most of my young adulthood, I've always been smug about the fact that now we live in an era of multitudinous choices. We can select this, we can elect that, my, what empowerment, what progress, what utopia! If I so please, I can choose to study this. If I so like, I can choose to work in that field. The options are available and the opportunities abound.
But wait! With choices, come responsibility. With choices, come agony. With choices, come the temptation to always take the easy way out.
Therefore, also for most of my young adulthood, as opposed to when I was a teenager and felt very powerless about many factors in my life, I was given the free will and the option to choose any particular path for a given course of action. Sadly then, I realize that for much of my life, I have taken the road more easily travelled. The path of least resistance.
A simple example is when I present myself with the option of going to the gym. For some time now I have resolved, or at least pondered at the possibility of getting up early to go work out. (Montages of Rambo jogging on the beach, running up the stairs come to mind - oh how disciplined I will be!) Then, usually, come 6 AM alarm clock blaring, I sleepily look at my clock and consider the options A. Go back to sleep. B. Get up and be a rambo. What do I always always do? I choose option A.
BUT NOT TODAY!!! Today, I was startled out of my sleep by my hideous sounding alarm clock. I turned it off just before my heart attack began and without giving myself that option of choice, I got up! Okay I lied, I did begin the familiar multiple choice question, but I stopped myself sternly and said, it's not an option. You go!
So I did. Nothing could have been simpler.
Life without choices is indeed a simpler thing.
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True...
Essentially I am just singing the discipline tune once again, right Wendy?
Rambo never ran on a beach. What are you talking about? Rambo killed the Vietcon. I am surprised that you did go to the gym though. I thought this was going to be another post about how you failed to go to the gym. In fact, I never really expected you to get up in the morning to go to the gym. What a pleasent surprise.
You've already made the choice, now you must understand it.
The Oracle
hahahah, i meant Rocky!!!!
Epilogue: Because I only got six hours of sleep as opposed to my usual 8, I am DYING at work. So sleepy.....
Welcome to my world. Now you know what happens when you keep me up until 12.
You could have gone to sleep if you wanted to.
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