Feeling Stymied

Everywhere I go, I watch, I see people doing things. How do people decide what they want to do? What they are interested in? In what to participate? Who to be? Which subculture to participate in? Who to be? What to be? Everywhere I go, I see myriad of worlds - options, choices. Which one to be. Where to go. Every choice makes a step in a direct that has long standing affects. Marriage. Children. Career. Art. Travel. Awareness. A step lower: Going out to dinner. A boy/girlfriend. Networking events. Creating a web site. Buying paint. Buying plane tickets.

Paralyzing Clarity. Like the waters of the Vanne Aqueduct. The water is crystalline. There are so many possibilities, choices. Possibilities realized, possibilities unrealized and in any permeation.

But it's not really paralyzing. It's so beautiful, I've gotten caught up in the view. I've forgotten I'm the watcher. I've forgotten I'm a visitor. I've gotten distracted.