"How can we ever be sure if we are making the right choices?"
I trust my gut, but if I'm not sure then I ask myself two questions. Would I be ashamed to do this in the presence of my mother? Would I be ashamed to do this in the presence of my partner? If either answer is no then I can live with consequences.
There's a more philosophical answer that talks about everything starting as space dust and that one hundred years from now no one alive will know we had a choice, let alone if we made the right one. There's freedom in recognising our insignificance to the universe and allowing ourselves to care about the innocuous.
"How can we ever be sure if we are making the right choices?"
I trust my gut, but if I'm not sure then I ask myself two questions. Would I be ashamed to do this in the presence of my mother? Would I be ashamed to do this in the presence of my partner? If either answer is no then I can live with consequences.
There's a more philosophical answer that talks about everything starting as space dust and that one hundred years from now no one alive will know we had a choice, let alone if we made the right one. There's freedom in recognising our insignificance to the universe and allowing ourselves to care about the innocuous.
You are such a beautiful writer. Thank you for this.
You write very well.
Your writing skills are really incredible and excellent. I hope you’re working on a book