One sidewalk, two perspectives. Do you see the beginning, or do you see the end?
I drive by this sidewalk almost every single day, yet for some reason today was different. It struck me suddenly that there were two different ways to look at this everyday scene. Just like life. Except life is relative to the person’s choices. You can choose to see it one way or a different way or even another different way. Most of them time we see our choices as being definitives which we have no control over. One thing forced us to do another thing which led to another thing which led to our present condition or decision. A decision is like being between a rock and a hard place, and we end up lamenting that we “had no choice” or “didn’t have much of a choice.” Is that really true?
You tell me.