Life's blows

I recently posted a comment on a friends blog I thought I'd share here.


Life's blows. I use to cry at the hits I use to take. "woe is me..." blah blah blah.


The hits that come now run off me like water off a ducks back. Yes, I'm still human, but I have learnt that a once sensitive person can change. I am still sensitive, but it's more about being compassionate rather than emotionally unstable. I learnt that sticks and stones can break my bones, but names, and what anyone thinks or says about me can't hurt me.


But we can only try our best. Sometimes our heart says one thing and the mind gets ignored, and visa versa on other days. When you stop and truly listen, then you will know the answer, the correct answer every time.


The joke is, there is no correct answer, just the best suitable one for the moment. Me being a Librian, I'm very good at weighing up my options. My life is a constant crossroads and I deal with the burden of which road to take on a daily basis.


I close my eyes and let the road choose me. Each road will have its own faults. As humans, we find a reason to complain about anything. This road is too straight, this road is too curvy. This road is too long, that road wasn't long enough. This road is bumpy, that road was too smooth.


I see each road like this:


That road was really straight.
That road was really curvy.
That road was really long.
That road was just the right length.
That was a bumpy ride.
That road was really smooth.


My statements have a slight twist. But it's enough to make it a good change. Two things happened in those sentences. The former examples were present tense. The latter examples were past tense. And I changed the common word from "too" to "really".


My brain has gone blank, telling me it's time to shutup now :)