Reflections Over Cheerios...

It is impossible to make someone else do something they truly do not want to do. We can hip and hooray and give as many thumbs-up as possible, but in the end, we all have the ability to choose. Frustrating? yes. But, what if we really could not decide. The first thing that comes to mind in this situation is a communistic society I crinkle my nose in disgust at. I like choosing to not eat vegetables because I hate them and using a pillow that gives my neck no support. If there was a mustached-scary man telling me what to do, I would have to eat my vegetables and someone would make me use some stuffy pillow that would prop my neck at such an uncomfortable angle. Therefore I choose to choose. These no bake cookies I'm enjoying; I would be forced to put coconut and peanuts in simply because they are part of the recipe. That would ruin the cookie. Unless you are my mother.

So I ask myself, should we celebrate our ability to choose even when so many choose to booze themselves up every moment of the day and numb themselves to the adversity they must face with the fake "comforting" effects of drugs? Yes. I argue that from that choice they are making, eventually their concious will kick in and they will realize what they are doing and the other side of life that is awaiting them. So HOORAH to choices!!!!!! If you want to do something, do it. I decided today I wasn't going to eat anything healthy. I just didn't want to. So I didn't. 12 hours later do I regret the choice I made? Yes. Was it worth it? Eh, yes. Will I do it again? Not until my Birthday.