Referring To The Last One...

My story was vague and ended up abruptly on the last post. The reason was - I ran out of steam by the second sentence. Don't you just hate that? I debated on whether to post that last post or keep it in the Vault of Shame, but what the heck? I've written that, might as well share the piece, whether it makes sense or not.

Back to I-ran-out-of-idea-or-motivation issue, I'm sure all of us feel that one time or another. You are all fired up, ready to go and off it goes. Then, out of sudden, 10 seconds after you are doing what ever you are doing, you just don't feel like doing it anymore. Your options, you have to either:

1. just quit while you are at it before you regret it your whole life. C'est la vie, non?
2. go on doing it valiantly and regret it later. Repent in leisure and all that.
3. go on doing it and pat yourself on the back later, thinking 'I don't want to do it, but I did it anyway. Ain't I a wondrous thing?'

Usually, I am the Option 1 girl. I give up too easily. Then again, I've done things I'd rather kill myself than doing it retrospectively but I did it for the sake of finishing what I've started. Life is never just black and white. While there may be a lot of things that can be simplified, with our ethical, moral and religious codes to guide us, a lot of other things are never easy. There is always this gray area that confound us, becoming a controversial issue. That, my friends, is the end of this blab-all-I-can post.