I’ve always been somewhat of a
free bird, a wanderer at that. Sticking
to one thing for any extended amount of time never quite appealed to me the way
it must for others. Between people,
cities, jobs and a variety of experiences I’ve never really involved myself in
anything that would keep me tied down. I
love the different lessons that people bring, life lessons not learned any
other way, how to deal with rollercoasters of emotions. Never having anyone stick around for long
I’ve been able to learn many different lessons from these people. Cities, same ordeal; every place you get the
privilege of venturing into typically has so much more to offer then the last. This is why I’ve always been a fan of moving
around a lot. Lastly, I’m sure everyone
can agree that having a multitude of jobs also brings great pleasure and to be
honest, what employer doesn’t appreciate a possible candidate with an extensive
list of experiences that benefits them?
With all that said, I feel like
my view on life is pretty clear, don’t get tied down to optimize the chance of
many exquisite opportunities. So my
question is this: having always enjoyed living my life this way, why am I now suddenly
being so intrigued by the possibility of being tied down? We’re not talking a minor anchor; it’s one
that could bring the titanic to a dead stop.
And it’s not even as though the positives immensely outweigh the
negatives, it’s actually quite the contrary.
Yet some how I’m still finding myself having this increasing struggle to
make the right choice. Lead by fear; is
it possible to make the right decision?
When you’re so concerned about making other people happy, is it possible
to obtain happiness yourself? It’s a
sticky situation, and I’m not sure there even is a right choice, but some times
in life, not making a decision is making one and this is one of those
times.
A customer I had at work today
was torn between the brown or the black shoes (as petty as this is as a
comparison), she decided the best solution would be to flip a coin. She wanted both equal amounts, so she stood by her wants and let that coin spin until fate decided what side it would fall on. I envy the trust she has in the universe, her
decision had been made and she knew it had landed on what was meant to be. Perhaps I need to do the same.
