The sucky part about being a growed up…
… is having to make choices and decisions you’d rather not make.
It’d be nice if life went exactly as you wanted it to go, but it doesn’t. It sort of takes its own little twists and turns, until one day you wake up and find yourself so far off the path you laid out that you are, for all practical purposes, lost in the woods.
Then you are forced to deal with a choice. As a child, I had the luxury of just wandering in the woods and seeing where it might lead. As an adult? Fat fucking chance.
Life is only so long, and there’s just not enough time left to wander through the woods and stare at the pretty trees. Time to get back on the road and get busy doing what it was that I set out to do in the first place.
And that? Is a decision I really didn’t want to make.
I’d shake my fist at the universe, but it was never really listening anyway.