So, yesterday, I tried on a new pair of shoes, for the first time. Good shoes, objectively speaking. They just seem a little more tough, I would say. The sole is somewhat harder.
And as I played wearing them, I could feel the subtle difference under my feet. I could feel the few extra fractions of a second I gained in my air time, as well as the slight additional strain that accumulated each time I landed.
It was, as most things in life are, a trade off.
In its essence, that is what life is, right? The cumulative consequence of all our choices…
You choose a sugary drink over the risk of dehydration? An additional inch of tummy over the week should not be a surprise.
You choose to repair your old vehicle instead of buying a new one? Well, it may just break down again in a month or two.
Choose to follow your passion instead of seeking an ordinary, though reliable job? That is not exactly the path to financial stability, is it?
Yes, life is all about choice… Choices which we are forced to make without sufficient understanding of the consequences.
Sounds cruel, one might say. And I’m not the only one…
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
— Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken