11.09.2006
Findings
I'm 31 years old now.I've lived. I've dreamed.
Maybe things didn't turn out how I expected. Maybe I didn't know what to expect. Maybe I'm counting my blessings and maybe I'm wondering endlessly about scenarios that never were. Maybe I'm too young to be thinking so retrospectively, and maybe I'm trying desperately to justify saying 'goodbye' to the days I will never re-live.
A long time ago I made up my mind to never regret my life. Why? It's simple. At every given moment in time, every person is making the decision s/he feels is 'right' at the time. The drug addict chooses to snort it or shoot it or smoke it every time... just like the scholar chooses to study it or apply it or read it or write it every time. Is one better than the other? It's your life. You don't live it for anyone else... unless you choose to.
photo by: LL
:: posted by chumpsrock, 10:19 PM
2 Comments:
Hey there, it's good to see you're still writing. I just saw this post, and I really like your thought, having recently turned 30 myself. Maybe I'll choose not to regret anything either, instead of thinking about all the things I've left behind. Hope you're doing well,
Amanda
Amanda
You don't live it for anyone else... unless you choose to.
