Choices

CHOICE. What does it mean? Is there a choice when we can’t do anything about it? Do we make our choices in life, or does life make them for us?

Since we were little our whole life’s been about the quest for something or someone that could change it.Do we see the changes coming? Do we accept them?
Growing up we didn’t think about the consequences of our decisions, we just chose between something we wanted and something we didn’t; but as we get older, making a choice gets much more dangerous. It isn’t about orange or apple juice anymore, sometimes it’s about life and death… And how do we get to choose between those two? If we choose death we won’t be able to carry on with our lives, but if we choose life we’ll have to keep on living.
Thing is, we almost never know whether our choices are right or wrong, but we choose anyway. Do we choose them because we think it’s right or because we think we don’t have another choice?

Often we don’t even think about right and wrong, good or bad; we just make the decision of what we think is best for us, even if it’s the wrong decision: it’s about what we want, and we get to make the decisions of what’s best for us. Because, what if we never chose between anything? Would we still be living the same life we’re living now? Would fate decide for us? Or would we be in a complete different place by now?
Is there even any such thing as fate?

Maybe it is all written in the stars, maybe we were destined to be the way we are…and maybe our choices are there to teach us and make us stronger for when fate comes in.
Making a choice always means leaving something else behind: every choice is a piece of who we are, and every decision leads to what we will eventually become.

But what if we make a mistake by choosing wrong? Do we miss our fate?