Life

I think I think too much about things that I shouldn’t be thinking about.

Or, maybe I should just do what the heart says, and not care about the consequences. Loosen up a little, live life.

Jolly good idea, I’d say. But that’s not me, really.

Then again, what’s up with the bloody timing issue? It’s almost just never right. Things will come and hit you when you don’t want them to; and it’s not so much about hitting, even good things come when you are already stuffed with the good things in life. Spread them out, will you?

Why is it that we have to wait a lifetime for knowing the real fun that we could have had with out batchmates? Why is it that we construct what-if scenarios in our head for things that we didn’t allow to go one way, even though we probably should have let them go that way anyway? Where’s the protagonist who pushes us to live life to the fullest and not care about the itsy-bitsy things?

I want to be able to just do things.

There’s amazing power in just doing things. Interesting stuff can happen. Face the consequences, whatever they may be. What’s the worse that could happen?

Stuck with this stupid risk aversion. Hope it is not lifelong.