These are the moments that matter.
I've been thinking lately about how many decisions I've made impulsively. This is not uncommon. I shop impulsively. I chose my major in college impulsively. I decided to take a semester off and go to Disney World as impulsively as such a thing allows.
But the last couple of days, I've been really thinking about the specific moments that drive these. I remember the precise moment I knew I was quitting Blockbuster and never working there again. I could tell you the scene in the Harry Potter series in which I knew I didn't like Michael Gambon as Dumbledore. I know exactly when I knew I would never be able to love or forgive my father, even if we have managed to repair our relationship to the point of civility.
Now, I wonder how much I do is based on split-second judgments and how much is just because I feel like it at the time.
In other news, I suddenly find myself with an excess of 4x6 picture frames. I'm not much of a photograph person and as such, don't have any around. I don't know that I'd have that many worth framing anyway. I'm thinking of buying a bunch of movie poster postcards. Thoughts?
But the last couple of days, I've been really thinking about the specific moments that drive these. I remember the precise moment I knew I was quitting Blockbuster and never working there again. I could tell you the scene in the Harry Potter series in which I knew I didn't like Michael Gambon as Dumbledore. I know exactly when I knew I would never be able to love or forgive my father, even if we have managed to repair our relationship to the point of civility.
Now, I wonder how much I do is based on split-second judgments and how much is just because I feel like it at the time.
In other news, I suddenly find myself with an excess of 4x6 picture frames. I'm not much of a photograph person and as such, don't have any around. I don't know that I'd have that many worth framing anyway. I'm thinking of buying a bunch of movie poster postcards. Thoughts?