My Choice

Considering life is a journey of constant soul searching and enlightenment, I think I now understand more and know less than 10 years ago. Since stepping into full adulthood this year, I find some things bother me less...like when someone complained a lot when we got lost in Manchester this weekend. As I'd never been there before, I just walked on trying to decipher the Google map with someone else guiding us and look around the scene. I was supposed to be hot tempered and b****ing to everyone by then but somehow didn't :P. Maybe the drama wasn't worth it anymore or I'm becoming more sensible and matured. Just sort of knowing that even with the best laid plans, things could turn good or bad regardless of your expectations. Either you roll with the setback and make the best of the situation, or start complaining and not helping to solve the problem. We did arrive at the destination very late, but we made it. Because a few of us choose to go on and didn't give up. I guess it wasn't a surprise that a choice, or a little decision, could change your action and eventually your direction to reach your destination.