Off Late i have been thinking a lot about Choice and whether or not it really exists in the large expanses of meaninglessness which is life.
I don't know how much to attribute to Choice and how much to circumstance for what I have become. I don't even know if Choice is a truth for most people in the world.
To me it seems impossible to see life while living within it and from time to time every single one of us would have had the desire of stepping outside.
I often think if my life straightens out to be as simple as pouring a green liquid in a test tube and if i choose it to be that way, I hope it makes me happy day after day after day.