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Choices

In this North America place that I live I find that choices are a funny thing.

If you have to choose from amongst too many it can potentially become a source of stress.

If you have too few choices at your disposal it can become a source of depression.

I guess the thing to remember is that you may not like the choices you have to select from, but at least we do have the luxury of choice.

When in doubt or when I feel the world at large is pushing me around I find myself choosing
to make no choice at all, which ironically is a choice in itself!

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