Maybe I'm placing too much worth in the one I had to face, but in looking at it, it did have importance I really had no idea which way to go, and attempted to reason my way through the decision and opted for what I thought would be the most virtuous choice. Although it was the safest bet, I'm left feeling unhappy and uncertain. But, this doesn't imply that I should have went with the other choice (it was equally as tricky). Why do I feel that the right decision should have brought ME happiness? It was best for others and unfortuntely the right choice involved a self-sacrifice. Obviously, whats getting me is that I couldn't be selfish, I couldn't choose whatever I wanted. I'll just have to swallow this decision down hard with no assurance that I made the right choice. There will always be "what if" and this too gets me.
I feel you pain. I couldn't decide whether to watch The Warriors or Kung Fu Hustle the other night. I'll forever go through life wondering what could have been.
but that's just being trivial Recently getting kicked out of the military after 5 year, and seperating my wife of 4 years. I've come to the biggest crossroad of my life. Continue having fun until it really bites me in the ass, or become what I've feared all my life and become just another Joe. I was burning the candle at both ends for a while. I've missed out on a lot of great opportunities, but they were squandered in my quest to stick it to the man. I'm just starting to get my life on track, but it's all a matter of me keeping it there. The nature of your choice is very vague, but maybe my diatribe helps you a little. everything's tough all over, and things never seem to get better.
How come "sticking it to the man" always ends up in some ironic twist? You just end up becoming, in some minor or major form, what you were trying to defy. I wanted it to be vague, too personal to share fuck, I'll drink to that
