I hate big decisions. I really really do. A decision means that something is going to be left behind. Whichever alternative you don’t pick is going to remain an abandoned possibility. A road never traveled. A future self you will never be.
I always wonder if the other choice would have been a better one.
Despite the fact that I moved 1000 miles from home on what boiled down to a whim, I am terrified by the idea of change. Whenever I’m faced with a life altering choice I find myself frozen in indecision. The move was a fluke.
When you’re young choices are simple: peanut butter and jelly or grilled cheese, play outside or build a fort out of blankets. As you get older choices have more meaning. The consequences spiral out of control into your future. Every new choice has wide reaching impact on your future and who you will be. Where will you work, or live? Will you go to school? Where? What will you study? Who will you date and be friends with?
There are no easy answers. No one makes choices for you, and if they do, they’re frequently the wrong ones. The ridiculous thing that I think most of us forget is that change is necessary. If there is any aspect of your life that you are dissatisfied with then the only way to improve it is with conscious decisions and change.
We don’t have the luxury of a time machine or a crystal ball. So it is usually impossible to see what effect something will have on your life. But if we knew the outcome to everything where would be the fun?
So….. should I take a pointless transfer at work?
(photo by alex-s)
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