Sometimes I really hate it. I hate how we get into situations, a lot of times, like my case, by our own means, and then we realize that we have set ourselves up so that we have to make a decision. I hate how we have to disappoint someone. But I guess that's what life is eh. Decision after decision, followed by its consequences.
Sometimes its interesting thinking about what it would be like if the world was perfect and nothing we did was wrong. What if everything worked out perfectly all the time? I think that is probably a rather commonly asked question. But I think that there is a reason for that. Who wouldn't like the idea that everything in the world worked out exactly how we wanted it. We wouldn't be forced to make these decisions. But of course, we ask ourselves these things, and then we realize that one, this is impossible. It goes against human nature. And two, how boring would that become. We learn from our mistakes and our misfortunes that we go through. We would never be able to do that if everything was perfect. Life goes up and down. And when those upswings are happening, its amazing. If everything was perfect, you would feel the same all the time.
But anyways, I hate when my mind starts to mess with me and I start thinking about some of the big, or seemingly big at the moment, but not so much in hindsight, decisions that I make. Doubt enters the picture. I hate it when I realize that maybe I did something wrong. And in doing so, I have both screwed myself over as well as the person who got screwed over by the decision that I made. And I hate it because that always seems to happen to me. I can never get things right. I don't know. Maybe things at the present will actually work out how I would like, but right now it seems like I may have made a grave mistake. Whatever I guess. That's life for you eh.
Well that was a rather short one I think. I wrote it mostly on the spot basically just building off a main idea. But ya. Thanks. Talk to you later.
-Andy
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Yeah, eh. It was wierd reading this becasue I would think of something in regard to what I was reading, and the next sentence was my very thought I just had. Weird, eh.
Perfection, as with all things, is done in regards to perception. Even if what we consider now as perfect was applied to our world, then imperfections would occur in relation to our new perceived reality.
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