Nothing Doing

I am taking stock again of my life. As one often does at any particular interval. My stomach has been churning in many different directions that it sometimes feel like I am perpetually on a bungee cord. I am trying my damnest to find some patience. Some strength. The world is unhesitatingly filled with intolerance and its narrow-mindedness. But if we believe in choice then we must accept that people are entitled to believe a certain way. As for me, I’m simplifying things down. I will admit I have no idea what will happen in the future but people who plan too much, do not live. I think once you reach a certain point in your life when you are done with the school and the work choices, you have to think about what makes you happy. I can’t imagine work to bring any such fulfilment.

So if someone makes you happy for now and there is a danger that tomorrow may be a cause of heartbreak, does one run? Or stay the course? The wisest of us are not necessarily the happiest and a life half-lived cannot be said to be worthwhile. We all have dreams but in reality sometimes those dreams need to be modified. I understand that. So yes we do have choices but there are times when doing nothing is the best course of action.