It’s an unbearably humid night and I’m tossing and turning in my bed, unable to shake these random thoughts from my mind: maybe the easiest option isn’t always the wrong option and maybe what we want isn’t necessarily what we need. I know, I know, it’s hardly the breaking story of the century, but I feel like I’m having a light-bulb-switching-on-above-head moment, so bear with me.
Maybe it’s just me, but I have a tendency to think that the best option should always be the one that you have to struggle most for. The path that’s difficult and filled with a mixed bag of pain and joy will be the most rewarding in the long run. But it occurred to me, about five minutes ago, that I’ve maybe, possibly been holding on to a destructive mindset for all these years.
Who’s to say that the easiest route is wrong? Just because something is simple doesn’t mean that it’s “too good to be true” because maybe it’s not. Maybe that’s exactly what we should be going for. By doing so, we could be saving ourselves tonnes of unnecessary pain that we feel we should be enduring, just for the sake of it.
And maybe what we want isn’t always what we need. I don’t know about you, but my sense of judgement when it comes to other people is spot on, fantastic. When it comes to my own life choices, meh, not so much. So when left to my own devices, can my decision-making skills be trusted? Probably not.
I want so many things, but when I think about these things in detail, really, truly analysing why I want them and how they’d actually benefit me, 9 times out of 10 it’s pretty clear that I’m being blinded by a mirage of sparkly glitter and rainbows; in reality, they wouldn’t do me any good.
I have no idea what induced this late night thinking session of mine (maybe it’s this stifling heat!) but either way, I’m glad it happened. Number one, it broke my writer’s block and number two, hopefully it’ll serve as food for thought for at least one person out there who stumbles upon this post. Happy thinking. 🙂
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