choices
so in life, we all have to make choices. one choice may be able to affect millions. take our president for example, his daily decisions (whether we hate him or like him) affect millions upon millions of people, and some decisions we make, only affect ourselves....so why stress over them? why do we stress over the small things? hell, its only words and phrases right? decisions are complicated sometimes, sometimes we have to think about them over and over and over again, and blend them in our heads before we can come out with a final product. Humans will take something, and destroy themselves over it, they'll go from little bobby down the street who is such a nice little boy, to big bubba beewax whose your daddies bitch. all because of one decision. one fateful. long thought. decision. we make them so many times in a day, and we live by them so many times in a year, but sometimes theres the one...the one life or death decision that we have to make, that will tear us up, and eat us alive, until we can come to a decision to make ourselves happy and fulfilled...one decision that we think will be able to change our lives to be better and thought out. one decision. one decision that is a staple in our story, one decision that makes us who we are, one bloody decision that decides whether we live. or whether we die as a person. thats a scary thing. a very scary thing, one that makes me want to climb right into a hole, and cry like a baby. but this decision has to be made. it cant be made by anyone else. not your mom. not your dad. not your sister. not even god. this decision is reserved especially for you. and you have the sole privelage of caring and nurturing this decision, and only you can treat it with respect, and dignity, or throw it away like last weeks meatloaf. Then one day, you think to yourself, well i have to take this plunge someday. ready. here. we. go. and boom. it hits you, like a mack truck going 90 on I-45. but your not dead. your alive. your breathing. your there. the truth is out. and you are responsible for it. lots of people have made the same decision you made. and they stand around you, look at you, and smile. you feel warm. because the decision you made, and the decision that you gave to society. this decision took a weight off your shoulders only equivelant to that of atlas and the weight of the world. you feel free. you finally. FINALLY. can be yourself. no more long nights sitting by yourself thinking. no more voices telling you to do one thing. and to do another. finally. you are you. and finally. you can live your life. to its extreme. live life, like your going to die, in a minute. finally. you can die without a guilty consiounce. you can die. being yourself, and only yourself. and that my friends is a wonderful thing.