November 25, 2013
Here I sit. This morning, I can do no other. Life is moving, going, slowly slowly by. At times, I am caught up in the midst of it. At times, I feel strangely separated, an outsider to the activity and life that is going on around me in the lives of my roommates and friends. Isolation, chosen.
What is life other than a string of moments, action, brought together? Moments, lived for a higher or baser purpose. Moments I get to choose. No one makes me do anything. I ultimately have a choice. As do all the people in my life. I cannot make them do anything, as they cannot make me do anything. We all live our lives freely, and choose to let each other influence them.
Thus, every day, I come to a choice – how will you live today? What will you choose to live for, the present, the past, or the future? What will you hold in your mind? Hedonistic pleasure? Future goals? Appreciation for the present?
It is up to you. And none of the choices above are wrong. They are yours, and no matter the judgment upon them, you must live with their consequences. That is your blessing and curse.