I’m overwhelmed by what life has to offer. It’s a fuzzy feeling to know that you can do anything, anything at all, as long as you’re ready to give your all to it. There exists an equally large handicap in freedom as it does in the lack of it. When someone asks me about the future, I don’t have an answer. It’s not for the lack of ideas but because of the sheer quantity of them. That’s how the mindset has been lately. I look up and I see so much to do that one life seems like an awfully short time. That is where, I have reason to believe, sacrifice enters. You cannot do everything you want to do and somewhere in there is the wisdom of choosing what you really want. Question is, how do you go about deciding that?