Since I was a patojito, I like listening to something to fall asleep to, whether it's the radio (just loud enough for a constant murmur, low enough for it to be gibberish), music, or a fan.
So right now, I'm listening to Pandora and Bon Iver's For Emma comes on and, while I can't make out the lyrics, the music gives me nostalgia.
I haven't been very active on blogger lately, what with job hunting and the frustration that it brings. Recently, I had the good fortune of being able to choose between two job offers. While my decision was well thought and prayed out, I hate the feeling of taking a life-changing decision. It feels so absolute, and while I know it isn't--most likely the chord sequence just emphasizing all the "could have beens" in my head--it still is nerve wracking.
I wish I knew 100% I made the right choice.
In the end, it will have been, because there is no way to test otherwise, I suppose.
What is the what.
1 comment:
The best decision is the one that is made. You know, there is people that never fails... because they never try anything.
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