Choices are infuriating. Hard to tell if they were right. Can't tell what success rate one has at making various choices. Especially those that are hard to explain or have no precedents. Those made from a flash of intuitive reasoning (or so one imagines) and not just a random popping of neurons.
No what-if projections either, of what things would have been like if a different path of the fork had been chosen.
So at the end of it all, how do you know if you're falling or still on your feet?
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Love, actually, eh? My love for tomato soup is not waning. So, there is no if-else there, at least. ;-)
Every choice is half chance as every truth is a half lie!!!
-Pi
Someone recently said -"I choose to talk about it, to write about it, to revel in it, to learn not to hold-back-and-keep-some-part-as-insurance-just-in-case…
I choose to believe that I have a choice…surely the greatest illusion of all?"
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