One Shot.. One Opportunity

In life, you are always given a series of choices. What you make with it is your own doing but each one opens a new door that branches off into even more choices and so on. Even what seem to be the randomness lies an ounce of consciousness. Take for example the fact you are drinking coffee right now. Someone calls you from across the street and after a momentary look of surprise, your memory kicks in and you jog over....forgetting the drink on the park bench you were on. Even this sense of forgetfulness  is driven by the fact that coffee was a lower priority at the time and will not register until later when you need it or never resurface at all.

Sometimes the doors you go through are revolving and as you stride through with confidence and know how, you end up on exactly the same side you are on. And no matter how many times you go through that door, you are still on the same side. Circular reasoning...something that humans can identify and see and process but they still proceed to follow it hoping it is different each time....Hope..

It this notion of hope that bugs me. Going through life hoping, wishing, dreaming but never realizing. That is one of the scariest thoughts of all.

I always subscribe to this notion of hope. Always a dreamer they told me with a dash of a realist hidden behind a facade of silliness.

Always hoping there was something there....slowly realizing there was nothing at all. That's life folks.