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"Now that the winter's gone, the earth hath lost Her snow-white robes, and now no more the frost Candies the grass, or casts an icy cream Upon the silver lake or crystal stream; But the warm sun thaws the benumbed earth, And makes it tender; gives a sacred birth To the dead swallow; wakes in hollow tree The drowsy cuckoo, and the humble-bee.

Now do a choir of chirping minstrels bring In triumph to the world the youthful Spring. The valleys, hills, and woods in rich array Welcome the coming of the long'd-for May. Now all things smile, only my love doth lour; Nor hath the scalding noonday sun the power To melt that marble ice, which still doth hold Her heart congeal'd, and makes her pity cold.

The ox, which lately did for shelter fly Into the stall, doth now securely lie In open fields; and love no more is made By the fireside, but in the cooler shade Amyntas now doth with his Chloris sleep Under a sycamore, and all things keep Time with the season; only she doth carry June in her eyes, in her heart January."

-Thomas Carew

While it may seem so incredibly mundane, making a decision is probably one of our greatest internal struggles that we go through on a day to day basis. In fact, making a decision that we’re completely whole and confident with is even more likely to challenge us and tear us apart. But why is that? Why is it that even when it comes down to the smallest of matters, are we so unable to trust ourselves and know that whatever we’ve chosen was the right thing to do, the correct move to make? Why is it that we need to doubt ourselves, question ourselves, search for the confirmation from others, and think about every other possible outcome other than the one we’ve chosen, even when it comes to the most simple of decisions?

“It's not about making the right choice. It's about making a choice and making it right.” ― J.R. Rim

“Whenever you see a successful business, someone once made a courageous decision.” ― Peter F. Drucker
On Making Choices

Perhaps we don’t believe in ourselves enough to allow ourselves to make a choice that we can feel confident about. Perhaps that’s what we’ve always been taught - to doubt ourselves, to look elsewhere, to look further, and that we don’t know much about anything. Perhaps we’re so incredibly afraid of falling that we’re terrified to even take the responsibility upon our shoulders of what may come with those decisions that we’ve made. Perhaps we think that we can change the outcome of our future by making the most intricately thought out choices - and that this is what will take us to where we really want to be. We drive ourselves crazy every single day to make these decisions right, or at least, what we think was right.

But how do we even know that our future isn’t already written out for us? We don’t know. We don’t know anything really. How do we even know that this small choice will influence it? We don't, but nonetheless, we still try to convince ourselves otherwise, take control of every step of the way, and change our fate as much as we feel we possibly can. We convince ourselves that every choice we make is an investment for the good of our future, even if we do so subconsciously without thinking too far into it, and act as though our every move will change our overall outcome, our happiness, our success, and bring us to where we both want to be and maybe even are supposed to be, even if we don't know just yet where that is.

If we’re supposed to be somewhere, reach a certain place, and take a certain path to get there, then why are we all so caught up in the small details, in the simple decisions of where to go, how to get there, when to get there, what to eat, how much to eat, when to sleep, how to sleep, what to say, how to say it? We're all going to get there eventually wherever 'there' might even be. It’s never ending - and those that sweat the small details aren’t ever really fully allowing themselves to enjoy the path of life, and trust that no matter what, everything will be ok. At the end of the day, we’re all going to get to where we’re supposed to be, one way or another, even after a few so called ‘wrong’ or ‘right’ decisions along the way. Maybe there is nowhere to get to anyway - maybe it's even all about the journey.

Maybe we struggle to make choices because we have too many options in life. Maybe we struggle with making choices on a daily basis because we’re overloaded with options - and are taught that the sky's the limit, and that our choices are endless. While in a sense it can be an incredible thing to live without boundaries or restrictions, maybe sometimes we need more of a direction to prevent us from constantly looking in every direction possible. Maybe we just need to stop overthinking our every move, and trust that every decision is a actually a really good one, because not only did we make it, but at the end of the day, we don't even know how to define what good is for ourselves. Everything has a purpose - and it's all part of the journey through that thing called life.

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