I wonder why I never post blogs here. I guess I'm just too absentminded and don't really care for it, but I'm inspired today. So grab some Tropical Chex Mix and get ready for story time, children.
Last night I was grocery shopping with the female half of the parental unit and I kind of sank into thought for a good couple of hours or so. (I find it tiring when it takes us four hours to shop for six people. So I end up dozing off and walking into the spice rack.) I began to contemplate where I am going to be in the next ten--or maybe even five--years after I graduate high school. I think I'm pretty dead set on having an English/Literature double major and becoming an editor for a magazine, making a name for myself, and eventually doing freelance editing and writing.
Now, here is the deep portion of my thinking time in the aisles of Wal-Mart. I pulled myself back to reality after some horrible country song came over the intercom. I found my eyes staring aimlessly at the cereal shelves and a new philosophy came to me.
Picking a path for your future is like picking a box of cereal.
I mean, seriously--think about it. When you pick out cereal to get you through the week, you think about it more than you actually realize. Do you want the wheaty and nutritious kind to keep yourself healthy? Maybe you want something fruity and sweet that you can curl up on the couch and eat when you're too lazy to make dinner? Or perhaps you don't care and just grab the one that has the coolest looking toy on the box? When we make choices in life, we ask ourselves similar questions. Do I want to play it safe? Do I want to branch out and try something new? Or do I just want to settle for whatever look best on the outside rather than what could be on the inside?
It's funny how such an absurd idea could actually lead me to such a thought provoking conclusion...
I'll always take this into consideration before I grab the Berry Blast Cheerios off the shelf.
Le Papillon Pleurant · Sun Feb 18, 2007 @ 03:29am · 3 Comments |