Dad says that the only real decisions are made when both options are good.
When both options look bad, you close your eyes, pick one, and hope for the best. And of course, when one option is good and one is bad, you do not even consider the fact that you are making a choice.
But two good options involve thought. Because more than considering the possibility gained of picking one, you have to consider the possibility lost by not picking the other. And that is the hardest part. Because you worry that someday you will wish you did the other. That you had taken the other good option and seen where it could have led.
I am writing about choices not because I have one to make, but because tonight I realized that who I am today is based on the fact that I came to USC. And I made a decision to come to USC. I knew nothing and hoped for everything. And out of nothing came something which is leading to everything.
Choose on.
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