Repartie

And as quickly as I reveal my wish to act slowly, methodically, and thoughtfully, circumstances might request otherwise. Opportunities arise once in a lifetime, so I have unexpectedly landed at a crossroads, paradoxically contemplating whether I stick to the original stratagème or jet down some new, unknown path. Exasperation ensues.

This writer remains torn between the ideal and real. Perhaps by placing such supreme importance in the decision I face, I only set myself up for future self-doubt and regret, regardless of path chosen. This thought exercise serves to point me in a direction, shaping my potential future. How can one be objective in knowing whether one sense is overriding another? (That is a rhetorical question, if there ever were one, as one cannot objectively analyze the competing factions in one’s own mind. This is decidedly a good and bad human trait, but I digress.) It boils down to this: Am I willing to be bold and take a risk or be conservative, watch, and wait? When I paint the situation that way, I certainly put a lot of pressure on myself, don’t I?

With that said, I leave you with another quote from Le Fabuleux déstin d’Amélie Poulain. Monsieur Dufayel says to Amélie near the end of the film, « Voilà, ma petite Amélie, vous n’avez pas des os en verre. Vous pouvez vous cogner à la vie. Si vous laissez passer cette chance, alors avec le temps, c’est votre cœur qui va devenir aussi sec et cassant que mon squelette. »

I seem to invite paradox, intrigue, dreams. How could I not? I’m only human.