The Dichotomy Of Decisions

The Dichotomy Of Decisions

Some of your decisions you will be proud of, and some will haunt you. But you are what you choose to be.

Everything in this world is up for grabs; friends, career choices, emotions, achievements, etc. Anything you desire in life is attainable if you simply reach outside your comfort zone and go for it. As a freshman in college, many people say it's fine to be undecided, but that's my problem in life; I want to be everything. The abundance of decisions in life is overwhelming and I sometimes find it hard to make up my mind. I want to be a sweet, innocent, graceful ballerina, but at the same time I want tattoo sleeves, piercings, black attire and screamo. I want to be a famous movie star who dresses elegantly for award shows and walks the red carpet, but simultaneously I want to be a recluse in the jungles of the Amazon surviving only off of nature. I want to be a Coffee Barista surrounded by creams, syrups, and muffins for the rest of my life, but I also want to teach surf lessons on the Na Pali coastline. This is the daily struggle with major decisions. Part of me wants to go in different directions, and the only thing I fear is the wrong choice. My dilemma is not knowing what I want to do with my life, because everything is appealing to my soul. My problem is choosing. Making an executive finalized decision of the path to decide my life.

With so many choices and decisions it leaves me questioning; would my entire life be completely different if I had made a minor decision change? We have the power to transform our lives daily with the simple decisions we make, and sometimes it can be difficult to discern the good from the bad, or the right choice from the wrong one. Life is filled with choices, and these decisions becoming defining factors in our life. Doubt can keep even the boldest man in the shadows, and occasionally our skepticism can hinder us from choosing our true desires. Follow your heart, because indecision steals many years from people who regret taking the leap. But do not fret or allow yourself to worry, the wisdom required for these predicaments will come when the time is right, and your maturity will aid in making the correct conclusion.

Maybe I am alone in my curiosity for the many choices in life. My desire to experience the unknown is what keeps my inquisitive spirit thriving. To understand the structure of a day in the life of a trash man. Simply, fascinating. Every decision, large or small, has aided in the position of your life and where you will end up. Making big decisions can be a bit terrifying, but regret is an even scarier feeling, and at the end of my life I want no disappointments for what I could or should have done. Some of your decisions you will be proud of, and some will haunt you. But you are what you choose to be. I have no solution to this curiosity for the abundance of choices available except, find what you love and choose that.

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To The Friends I Won't Talk To After High School

I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.


So, for the last four years I’ve seen you almost everyday. I’ve learned about your annoying little brother, your dogs and your crazy weekend stories. I’ve seen you rock the awful freshman year fashion, date, attend homecoming, study for AP tests, and get accepted into college.

Thank you for asking me about my day, filling me in on your boy drama and giving me the World History homework. Thank you for complimenting my outfits, laughing at me presenting in class and listening to me complain about my parents. Thank you for sending me your Quizlets and being excited for my accomplishments- every single one of them. I appreciate it all because I know that soon I won’t really see you again. And that makes me sad. I’ll no longer see your face every Monday morning, wave hello to you in the hallways or eat lunch with you ever again. We won't live in the same city and sooner or later you might even forget my name.

We didn’t hang out after school but none the less you impacted me in a huge way. You supported my passions, stood up for me and made me laugh. You gave me advice on life the way you saw it and you didn’t have to but you did. I think maybe in just the smallest way, you influenced me. You made me believe that there’s lots of good people in this world that are nice just because they can be. You were real with me and that's all I can really ask for. We were never in the same friend group or got together on the weekends but you were still a good friend to me. You saw me grow up before your eyes and watched me walk into class late with Starbucks every day. I think people like you don’t get enough credit because I might not talk to you after high school but you are still so important to me. So thanks.

With that said, I truly hope that our paths cross one day in the future. You can tell me about how your brothers doing or how you regret the college you picked. Or maybe one day I’ll see you in the grocery store with a ring on your finger and I’ll be so happy you finally got what you deserved so many guys ago.

And if we ever do cross paths, I sincerely hope you became everything you wanted to be. I hope you traveled to Italy, got your dream job and found the love of your life. I hope you have beautiful children and a fluffy dog named Charlie. I hope you found success in love before wealth and I hope you depended on yourself for happiness before anything else. I hope you visited your mom in college and I hope you hugged your little sister every chance you got. She’s in high school now and you always tell her how that was the time of your life. I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.

And hey, maybe I’ll see you at the reunion and maybe just maybe you’ll remember my face. If so, I’d like to catch up, coffee?



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