Why is it that the Friday before a 3-day weekend is like the BEST day in the world, but come Monday night, you wish you'd have taken more time to {insert task here that you neglected to do}? For me, that's sleep. Getting enough sleep was something that was quite elusive during college and now in the real world, you'd think that you'd have enough time to 'lay your head to rest', but then the little voice in your head keeps egging you to not miss out on your life, etc. So, is it a catch-22 or just one of those incidences in life where being the "grown-up," you have to choose? I think the reasonable answer is the latter, but for a newb grown-up, the easiest to blame is the stars and destiny.

But, blaming the stars or destiny is a pretty human cop out. So, what are we left with? Pardon my phrasing to all the female readers, but we are left with "manning up" and dealing with the choices we make. Pretty poetic, huh? But, if you're like me and I'd like to think I'm a normal human being, then you're pretty much "shooting from the hip." The decision we choose is based on your upbringing, a feeling we may have, 'peer pressure' from peers, etc., and/or societal norms. And, that's all we have to go on before ultimately making a decision that we hope is a good choice, but we don't truly know until time goes by. Seems like how it should be. So, pressure is mounted on making the decision, and all our intuition, feeling, etc. is wound up in trying to decide the correct choice which we try to reassure ourselves in our own minds.

It's something that we tend to do without much coaching since that's pretty much how human we are. It's not unlike deciding which door has the expensive Italy trip or the 2008 Nissan Altima, where we use whatever means necessary to justify that choosing the door to our right is the correct decision may it be you're right handed, eenie-meenie-mino-mo, or using the studio audience's cries for help. Either way, we're leaping without seeing the bottom. More often than not, this is the case and it's always going to be scary whether or not you've made tons of decisions in the past or not.

Decisions, I suppose, make us who we are. It's like those "Choose Your Own Adventure" Books that I read when I was younger. After each couple of pages in the book, you'd have to choose a path and each path was designated with a different part number. Each decision got you closer and closer to the end of the story, may it be a happy ending or death. Good times. Ultimately, you'd make decision after decision and let's say die. Then you'd start over and start making different decisions hoping you won't end up dead in the end. But, just like fate and destiny, you'd make another set of decisions and still end up at the page that describes your death.

You can take is as, 'whatever happens happens' or the idea of the Greek Fates with their delicate ribbon or string that is our life. They spin it through over and over until they snip it and you're dead. Well, we don't think that way in real life. But, it's basically a good idea of real life. One day you're living you're life and the next, you could be dead. I'm not trying to be negative or anything like that, but the truth of the matter is that we don't know what will happen tomorrow. We make of life how we want to make it; and we live it by making the decisions and choices to the best of our abilities.

I have a friend that told me his story which sounded like a lot of other people's story. It's about changing his mind about his career path, even after the how many years spent in college and the money put into the education into that one career, only to be leaning towards something else. What makes us change our minds? Were we not fully committed into it at the beginning? Most people will answer that they were. So, the fact of the matter is that we got bored then. Right? People get bored of things all the time. Careers on the other hand is a dangerous thing to be unsure about, but most kids in high school (except those lucky few who know what they want to do and/or decided to follow in their parent's career path) won't be fully committed to what they want to do. They'll have some "idea" but who says it'll be what they really want to do or what they'll really be good at?

That balance is a pretty interesting line to walk. Some people are gifted with skills and talent, but others, not so much. Who says that they can't be the athlete like the savant over there? With a lot of determination and hard work they'll achieve it, however, not as quickly as the savant. Or, the not so great artist with the great ideas unable to communicate his ideas takes classes in art, etc. while the guy with talent to draw doesn't have ideas to put on the page. But of course, the exception to the rule is the genius who has both, creativity and ideas or talent and skill; the whole package.

But, most of us, myself included are the ones described in the first example. We wish we were the savants or the geniuses, but we aren't. And so, we push forward trying to achieve our dreams with hard work and sweat. Which brings me to my friend who is deciding to change career paths. It's a difficult decision, yet easier to make earlier in life. But nonetheless, it's difficult and you find yourself at a loss for words and unsure what to do. Because who says that they'll stick with that career path? So we're in a circle of questions and decisions which will ultimately get us where? Who knows for sure?

I guess as a final note, I reference what I mentioned before. Most decisions are like leaping without seeing the bottom. Our parents worked their *sses off for the betterment of their children and they instill in our minds to follow our dreams. There comes a point when you decide to stop being indecisive and letting it be. A few friends were knocked into reality by an unexpected pregnancy or other economical issues. I would hope for now that deciding to change careers is more of a long-term choice instead of a "kid" look at it; i.e. it's boring to sit behind a desk for 8 hours. Ultimately, we hope to achieve what we set out for and if we falter, then that's a part of life. You get back up and keep on pushing, right? I think that fighting attitude is something that should never be lost, even after failure and bad luck.

Leaping without seeing the bottom. It's both an exciting and intimidating statement about decisions. But, I think the key to it all is how you react and shift to the result. Will you give up and be satisfied with what you have? Or will you keep staying vigilant until you reach your goal or you can't fight anymore?

That decision is up to you...