Sometimes I hate making decisions. And when I say decisions, I don't mean the trivial ones like what I'm going to eat for lunch or which movie I want to see at the cinema. No, the decisions I am referring to are the "big" ones. What do I want to do for a career? Where do I want to go to school? Where do I want to live? And you know what? Sometimes I don't want to make a decision. Making a decision makes me accountable and maybe I don't want to be accountable. What if I make a bad decision? I guess some may say that making no decision is a decision in itself.
Regardless, I do make the tough decisions. My parents taught me that you can't go through life letting someone else decide things for you. In fact, I'm sure there are lots of quotes about that very thing. Jim Rohn comes to mind with, "If you don't make your own life plan, you'll fall into someone else's. And guess what they have planned for you? Not much." Or something like that. Point is, I make the decisions, albeit reluctantly.
What I had never thought to do was live like we're all going to be wiped from the earth. You've heard of the Mayans, yeah? How they predicted the end of the world for 2012? Well, I met someone when I was living in Halifax that was putting her life on hold until December 2012. She was going to spend the next 4 years (I met her in my third year of university) partying and spending money and getting high (on drugs and life and drugs).
I must say, I thought she was a complete idiot then, and I still think that now. But it's an interesting perspective. And man, if the world does end in 2012, she did her thang.
(Did I really just say thang?)
So, you can keep making the tough decisions and making your life plan, or you can get crazy, get wild, party all night.
If the world doesn't end, that kind of sucks for you though, right?
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