Well, I’m here to tell you… not making a choice, is a choice.

The world keeps turning, despite your perceived inaction. I say perceived because by not moving forward, you are making a choice – instead of owning your own steps though, you’re just staying on whatever course you happen to already be on. In not wanting to make a decision, you are deciding to stay in your default state, whatever comfort zone you happen to be in.

If you get to a fork in the road, and there’s two paths, make a choice to move forward, boldly, down one. Trip and stumble along the way, but fight your way through, going for what you want. Make mistakes, but don’t sit too long at the fork wondering about the opportunity cost of one over the other – because there’s also an opportunity cost of just sitting there, frozen.

Life is going to be a battle, whether you’re sitting at the fork in the road or moving forward. But only in moving forward do we own our path. Don’t kid yourself and think you’re stalling between two choices – you may have already made the third choice, to let life happen to you instead of captaining your own destiny.

“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.”
Henry David Thoreau

Jack Conte makes amazing, amazing music, and has used the internet to get it out to adoring masses such as me.

This guy is a genius when it comes to impressions; check out his Han Solo:

But, like the circle of life for electronics, after I regained my camera my iPhone promptly died. It had just been dropped inadvertently into the street one too many times and gave up the ghost. Suffice to say, I am a sad panda.

It’s a weird feeling to be without a phone, freeing in some ways (no one can contact me) and terribly bothersome in others (I can’t contact anyone). Suddenly I no longer have the power to access any information I’d like on a whim. My curiosity is used to being instantly satisfied. What does this word or term mean? When is this happening? What was so-and-so’s last name? What am I doing Thursday? How do I get there? Does your man have a beard? I am now finding myself having to… *gasp!* PLAN AHEAD. It’s tragic, folks, truly. And by tragic I mean, tragic how lucky I am, and how rarely I appreciate it. Life is very, very convenient in 2009. I don’t have to grow my own vegetables. I just walk into the store and they are there – like magic! Life is beautiful… even without the iPhone. :-)

On an only semi-related note… today was the second day I was able to go for a walk around Capitol Hill without a jacket. That might also play into my current state of gratitude and appreciation. There is nothing that lifts one’s spirits like fresh air.