August 31, 2006

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  Four Corners
  (Photo taken by my cousin  postlogic)

  
  

  I'm in California right now. I just got back from a long road trip with my cousin across five states. After some reflection, I've decided I like it here.

  
  

  They say home is where the heart is. My heart will always be in New York, but I think it's time to move on to a place I feel more comfortable... where I feel more at ease.

  
  

  Forgive me, New York, but I have not forsaken you, nor have I given up on you. I just think it's time for us to move on with our lives and accept that we've been slowly drifting apart. Our lives have been moving in different directions, and maybe it's for the best that we go our seperate ways.

  
  

  I was standing at the crossroads, fearful of making a choice because of the uncertainty of where that choice might lead me, but I realize now that perhaps the thing I should fear the most is not making a choice at all. Not moving, not progressing, staying in one place unchanging, unmoving, never continuing onwards simply out of fear, that is a far worse fate than having to live with the consequences of having made a definitive decision on which direction to move. I think too many people don't realize that in not choosing, you are in fact making a choice. You are choosing to give up the power you have over your own life, over your own destiny and future out of fear of where that choice may lead you. Don't become a prisoner of fear. Make a choice, and deal with the consequences as they come, and the future may be less horrific than you had envisioned.

  
  

  It's a much better future than standing at the crossroads forever, simply because you couldn't decide.

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