Life is short. And that fact is the very reason why we always have to make choices – so that we don’t get stuck. But it’s sad that sometimes our choice boils down to what was there first, because as much as we realize the reality of change, we are so afraid of it. We let go of what we truly want for what we need, for the familiar, for the secure, for the comfortable.
After all, who in his proper mind would choose the difficult?
The difficult. The unsure. The unstable. We call them by these names precisely because we don’t know them. And they would remain that way because we never get to be brave enough to choose them. They would stay that way – a mystery we’ll ponder, until the time we learn to forget our desire to have them… because time is, after all, our friend. It helps us forget. That’s why we have also forgotten that the thing we need, the familiar, the secure, the comfortable were once the things we call difficult. They are the very same thing we were afraid of, that is now a source of our comfort, and in a sense, a source of our stagnation, of our sweet sorrow. And we realize that time doesn’t help us forget, it only makes us numb.
We ask ourselves, “what is it to settle for something less?” It is having the thing we want but not fully? Or fully having something we want less? Our answers remain ambivalent. Life doesn’t have that many choices anyway. Contentment after all is just a state of mind. Life is short. “It’s now or never” isn’t a cliché for nothing.
The difficult shouts. The difficult screams. The difficult wails. The difficult pleads. Until the shouting, screaming, and pleading turn into faint whispers. We have slowly walked away from it. Or is it the other way around? The truth is, it does not matter. It’s gone.
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wow how profound
… but what like my dad said, what is difficult really is the the uncertainty. Waiting for uncertainty… like the bar results.
but after that… it is over. you have passed, and I know you guys will (i just hope I would too). then it is over. it is gone.
naowmi gaya gaya puto maya
ehehehe
we’ll pass.
its amazing how you interpreted this post cause i wasn’t thinking of the bar when i posted this… and then i reread again and found out that it is applicable. hehe.
the price of being cryptic.
all it really takes is courage to choose it. The difficult will be gone not because it walked away, but because you already acquainted yourself with it.
GO GO GO!