Decisions...

Decisions, decisions, decisions....

They constitute what determines our fate. Executing a decision is just like digging a hole to look for gold. If you dig a bit and give up early, no gold for you. Later on in life you will think to yourself in regret, "Shit I should have kept digging. I would have probably found gold." But if you keep digging--gold may just be another inch deeper--you will probably hit a gold vein. Later on in life you will think to yourself in contentment, "Yes... I tried and I reaped the fruits of effort." But what if, you never hit that gold vein? You just keep digging because you hope to reap the fruits of effort one day. What if that day never comes? You have dug so deep that you cannot get out, let alone dig yourself out. The only way out of the grave you have dug for yourself is to keep digging. Why? Well you keep digging because you now hope to hit an underground water channel that will flood your hole so you can float to the surface to freedom, but then again you know finding gold would still be a nice plus. If you get lucky, you will find gold before finding the water channel, floating to the surface a happy man. Later on in life you will think to yourself in total satisfaction, "Perseverance has its rewards." If you find the water channel before gold, your free, but you don't have what you want. Later on in life you will think to yourself in both acknowledgment and regret, "Though I failed, I now know that finding gold there was impossible from the start. At least I tried..."