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.
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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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8 Reasons Why My Dad Is the Most Important Man In My Life

Forever my number one guy.
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Growing up, there's been one consistent man I can always count on, my father. In any aspect of my life, my dad has always been there, showing me unconditional love and respect every day. No matter what, I know that my dad will always be the most important man in my life for many reasons.

1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

Whether you're sitting down at the kitchen table, reminiscing about your childhood, or that one song comes on that your dad insists you will dance to together on your wedding day, your dad's emotions often come out in the cutest possible way, forever reminding you how loved you are.


7. He supports you, emotionally and financially.

Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

8. He shows me how I should be treated.

Yes, my dad treats me like a princess, and I don't expect every guy I meet to wait on me hand and foot, but I do expect respect, and that's exactly what my dad showed I deserve. From the way he loves, admires, and respects me, he shows me that there are guys out there who will one day come along and treat me like that. My dad always advises me to not put up with less than I deserve and assures me that the right guy will come along one day.

For these reasons and more, my dad will forever be my No. 1 man. I love you!

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From One Nerd To Another

My contemplation of the complexities between different forms of art.

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Aside from reading Guy Harrison's guide to eliminating scientific ignorance called, "At Least Know This: Essential Science to Enhance Your Life" and, "The Breakthrough: Immunotherapy and the Race to Cure Cancer" by Charles Graeber, an informative and emotional historical account explaining the potential use of our own immune systems to cure cancer, I read articles and worked on my own writing in order to keep learning while enjoying my winter break back in December. I also took a trip to the Guggenheim Museum.


I wish I was artistic. Generally, I walk through museums in awe of what artists can do. The colors and dainty details simultaneously inspire me and remind me of what little talent I posses holding a paintbrush. Walking through the Guggenheim was no exception. Most of the pieces are done by Hilma af Klint, a 20th-century Swedish artist expressing her beliefs and curiosity about the universe through her abstract painting. I was mostly at the exhibit to appease my mom (a K - 8th-grade art teacher), but as we continued to look at each piece and read their descriptions, I slowly began to appreciate them and their underlying meanings.


I like writing that integrates symbols, double meanings, and metaphors into its message because I think that the best works of art are the ones that have to be sought after. If the writer simply tells you exactly what they were thinking and how their words should be interpreted, there's no room for imagination. An unpopular opinion in high school was that reading "The Scarlet Letter" by Nathaniel Hawthorne was fun. Well, I thought it was. At the beginning of the book, there's a scene where Hawthorne describes a wild rosebush that sits just outside of the community prison. As you read, you are free to decide whether it's an image of morality, the last taste of freedom and natural beauty for criminals walking toward their doom, or a symbol of the relationship between the Puritans with their prison-like expectations and Hester, the main character, who blossoms into herself throughout the novel. Whichever one you think it is doesn't matter, the point is that the rosebush can symbolize whatever you want it to. It's the same with paintings - they can be interpreted however you want them to be.


As we walked through the building, its spiral design leading us further and further upwards, we were able to catch glimpses of af Klint's life through the strokes of her brush. My favorite of her collections was one titled, "Evolution." As a science nerd myself, the idea that the story of our existence was being incorporated into art intrigued me. One piece represented the eras of geological time through her use of spirals and snails colored abstractly. She clued you into the story she was telling by using different colors and tones to represent different periods. It felt like reading "The Scarlet Letter" and my biology textbook at the same time. Maybe that sounds like the worst thing ever, but to me it was heaven. Art isn't just art and science isn't just science. Aspects of different studies coexist and join together to form something amazing that will speak to even the most untalented patron walking through the museum halls.

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