My very nature it seems is to be unsure. Even when there is a clear indication, still I try in vain to find the purest form of the answer – this is my flaw. And when I think about it, nothing is pure, everything we do as humans is to define upon assumptions due to the unknown that we cannot explain. But how hard I find it to choose between degrees! I don’t know how I’ve become so fixated in finding a definite answer to everything but one thing is for sure that my life is concentrated with degrees if right and wrong and sometimes I must choose. But how can I choose, how can I say what is right and wrong.
Being unsure is to have gratitude for the possibilities that are ever present.
Stuart