It’s all relative.
Health & happiness, high-fives & hibachi. It’s all harmonious, but sometimes hidden.
In a world where concepts such as #FoMO exist, making a steadfast “choice” seems evermore burdensome.
What if you choose ‘wrong?’ By decidedly making one decision, you are implicitly choosing to not make a whole host (infinite possibilities??) of others. What if you miss out? Everyone be lookin’ for that Next Best Thing.
But then, alternatively…how great a blessing is it that there is even a choice to begin with?
It’s an alright burden to bear.
There are choices I make every single day that I question, and doubt. This is a pattern unlikely to change: uncertainty is a byproduct of human nature & free will.
A choice I never have to wonder about? The decision to stop drinking.
It is of course not so black-and-white as that, but relatively? It’s the best one I ever made.
Grateful that that choice has allowed me the freedom to keep choosing.
“Remedy your melody /
Sharing space with harmony /
Rhythm and eternity /
Love is all we’ll ever need.”