What-If-Ville

What-If-Ville

Last night, I fell into the boggy mire of What-If-Ville.

You know, that place you sometimes go and wonder, "What if this were different? What if that were different? What if I did this instead of that, made this decision instead of that decision, fell in love with this girl, instead of, ugh, that girl?

I was chipping into the complexities of the soul. Evaluation and re-evaluation. Sometimes, a very unsettling experience.

After all, we have what we have. For whatever reasons, we are who we are, and we can't just go back and change this or that. This or that will always be this or that, no matter how much we moan and groan about either this or that.

I suppose we can learn from our past decisions and try to make better decisions in the future. Maybe, that's the key. Instead of worrying about the this and that of the past, we should concentrate on the this and that of the present.

Confused?

Oh, don't fret. Never deny yourself a little confusion.

I think confusion is the primary lightning rod that sucks in the energy of the cosmos. Confusion is the place we start becoming better people.

For some reason, I want to say, "Can you give me a Hoo-rah?" I'm really not sure why. So, I won't.

OK, just for fun, c'mon ... give me a "Hoo-rah."

There, now don't you feel better.