Life is like getting stoned and going to an American grocery store.
While you may have had a specific choice in mind, upon entering the glory of the food mecca, you are painfully overwhelmed and confused with the astounding amount of varieties. You might end up with nothing at all. You might end up with twice as much as you intended. But you will definitely find yourself lost until you've paid for your 4 frozen pizzas and dozen cadbury eggs.
We have an endless amount of choices to deal with. None of them are right. None of them are wrong. Choosing nothing is still choosing something. For people who aren't stoned at the grocery store, this condition doesn't pose any difficulties. These people have a list of the things they need to make their 401K casserole. These people don't have to bother with their imagination. These people have no desire to play with their perception of reality. Why would they? They never had the mind to imagine the possibilities.
But then for the others, this condition is a very sharp pebble in a very tight shoe while walking a very long way. People who have spoiled their imagination by overindulging its caprices or have over-analyzed their mundane metaphors tend to examine choices rather than endowing their fidelity to a specific choice. And since all there are in life are choices, it doesn't really matter what you choose. So these people get fucked up to forget about the truth existing only in its nonexistence.
But if you choose to look at choices and create theoretical paths just for the sake of escaping your own treacherous liberty, then you'll end up like me.
Don't go with the flow; row your boat.
Don't read a book; watch a movie.
Don't think- I'm doing it for you.
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