Tough Choices

The first time I was about to make the choices which I considered tough was in France. I felt so helpless. That was the first time I felt I was on my own. My family and friends were not only far away from me but also not capable to help. What I wanted was only their suggestions or ideas. They didn't even know what's going on out there on the other side of the world, how could they possibly figure out what I was supposed to do. That was the most complicated time I experienced in my life till now. Then I realized how lucky I was when I was in China with my family and friends...

However, different problems would appear right at our face as long as we go on living. Now I am at my home in Shanghai, I got to choose where I am gonna work between two companies, US vs. UK, big vs. small, settled vs. adventurous, specialized vs. broader responsibility... This time I feel again I am standing at the crossing road, puzzling of which way would lead me to the finest end. But I do know, no matter how, I am the one and would be the only one who should take the damn responsibility choose and deal with it.

Dilemma one: I wonder if I would ever know which one is the best. Probably not... So why should I be anxious? Go with the heart say.

Dilemma two: I might not know what would be the best in the end, but would I regret when things didn't go well as what it was supposed to be? Of coz! Then how? I would probably never know which one would the worst either.

I understand one thing at least. I would never be frustrated making tough choices but grateful. Thank God, I still have the choices! The ultimate freedom, yes? It's tough making choices, yet, isn't it the beauty of life? All the unknown, the aspiration of learning... The core of man's spirit comes from new experiences. <---Best quote ever!

I am convinced it's the meaning of life. Just free your mind, figure out what you really want to do and go for it. Why suffer yourself? I'd rather die if I simply sit here every single day wondering what if I did wrong or what would be right. Well, sometime I do make terrible decisions, such as going to France. But it didn't kill me because you never know when the experiences would do you good. I wouldn't be afraid of experiencing more... everything possible. But I guess lots of people around us are holding off and finally would lose the chance of having the desirable dream life ahead.

It's tough to make a choice. But you gotta move! Move forward! Chop-chop! Believe that whatever you decided to do, there is always 50% chance to be right!