Posted on: April 21, 2009 during one of my hardest decision-making moments...
Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.
There’s this driver inside a car. He’s got a map with lots of enlisted destinations. He’s also got a full tank of fuel. The road is clear in front of him. He’s set to go. Now, the question: where does he go from here?
The car and its fuel embody the vessel and potentials in a person. This may be in the form of physical, mental, social, emotional and even material aspects of a person’s totality. The bottom line is, they enable you to go somewhere else.
The map is the symbol for choices/goals in life. They are right there under our noses but we always have difficulty in choosing because of various reasons. A famous one would be too much of it. Sometimes, if we have too many things to pick from, we end up not picking anything at all.
The driver? Well it’s simple. It is us. It is I. Despite the possession of a map and the car with the full tank, it always falls on the driver if he will get somewhere else. Without him doing anything, it all amounts to nothing. The map of choices. The full-tanked potentials. They’re useless. He’ll end up not getting anywhere.
Too many decisions to make. So little time.
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Now, another set of rhetoric questions.
Should I stick to it and give more to my studies? Should I change course? Or should I quit academic life entirely?
I’ll never know. I’m too tired. I can't even think.
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And why am I even thinking this?
1) I’m demented. I just lost my mind along with other important parts of my personality.
2) I am suffering severe aftereffects of Chem 31 DepEx.
Sorry, I can’t decide which is the more plausible reason.
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