choices Zeb Isn't it amazing how, sometimes, when you're walking somewhere or doing something rather monotonous, you can suddenly gain a new comprehension of your life? Today, for example, I was walking home and suddenly a string of thought hit me. "Our choices limit us, but if we did not make them we would be even more limited. A choice is a path you choose to follow. If you follow no path, you stand still. Although there is something to be said for being a reliable pillar, we must move on because we need experiences. OUr choices limit us, but we choose how we limit ourselves. The only limits that we do not induce upon ourselves are those of love. Yet both do the same thing: limit our possibilities and expand our future." Don't mistake the limits of your choices or loves as a weakness. We are nothing more than the sum of our weaknesses and flaws, ffor they are why we are loved. 021001 ... Freak Im afraid of making the wrong ones. 021001 ... blamethesky i've been making a lot of bad ones lately. 021001 ... kerry sometimes i think i would rather float through a series of inevitable events making up my life than make any choices. 021002 ... psychobabe god what the fuck i hate this topic GAH! everyfucking TIME i swear it never ceases to be, my mom brings this shit up in our arguments IT WAS YOUR CHOICE THAT WAS THE MISTAKE YOU WERENT THINKING WERE YOU? CUZ IF YOU WERE YOU WOULDNT HAVE DONE WHAT YOU DID! WHAT THE FUCK WOULD YOU KNOW BITCH! YOUR NOT IN MY HEAD NOW ARE YOU! SO SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I FREAK OUT AND SHOW YOU ANOTHER BAD CHOICE I COULD DO! 021002 ... jolie Choices always were a problem for you. What you need is someone strong to guide you. Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow, what you need is someone strong to use you.. like me... 030515 ... the fire inside the only real freedom we have 041007 ... tender_square the netflix preview of “virgin river” struck me as one of those hallmark channel productions, hackneyed and trite. i was in the market for a new show after finishing all of “downton abbey” and it was suggested to me through the site’s algorithm. i’m drawn to romance narratives—why deny myself? i’ve watched the first two episodes of “virgin river” and, while the dialogue is stilted, i’m invested in the story of a former la nurse practitioner leaving her shattered life to start anew in a small town. one exchange between the new-to-town nurse and virgin river’s mayor has been resonating with me for a couple of days now. the nurse, mel, is caring for an abandoned baby and asks hope, the mayor, if she’s ever had kids because she’s good with them. “i didn’t raise kids, but i raised three husbands,” hope quips. “the first one was my soul mate; the second one was the bane of my existence; and the third one was the best three months of my life.” “any regrets?” “i don’t have regrets,” hope asserts. “i make choices and then i live with the consequences.” 220122 ... unhinged 'my religion is to live and die with no regrets'- milarepa i am prone to making wrong bad ones sometimes but somehow the fact that i claim the label buddhist makes some who don't really understand what that means taunt me as saint no no i am just human after all mistakes will be made 220122 ... epitome of incomprehensibility "I'm tired of hearing about the U.S. election," I said to my brother, who was listening to some commentary about it. "I'd rather sing Gilbert and Sullivan." As if those were the only two things available to do right then. (Partly it's that the more obnoxious character has invaded my half_asleep_thoughts - make that more_half_asleep_thoughts.) 241103 ... raze if i gathered all the wise and not-so-wise ones i've made and weighed the good against the bad, i wonder which side would come out on top. i think my people-based choices have often left something to be desired, but when it comes to four-legged friends, i have few regrets. i do wish it hadn't taken me so many years to scrape together a little bit of confidence. having some self-belief earlier in life would have changed a lot of things. i guess that's less of a choice, though, and more a thing you grow into. if you're me, i mean. 241103 what's it to you? who go blather from