Reflection blues

Sometimes I just wonder what the heck am I doing everyday? Hours passes, days passes, years passes...Doing something repeatedly daily is not what I had envisioned. Especially if it's the same old thing. I can't seem to find the motivation these days. If I had just made a different decision many years ago...

I think "fate" plays a understated role in our lives. Hey, we cannot choose how we were born, we cannot choose what we learned during our upbringing. We cannot choose which kindergarten or school we went to. It was all "pre-destined". Yes, we can be arrogant to say we control our fate but to a large extent, I think this is pure "motivational talk" bullshit. We cannot change many things in our lives.

For example, if you were brought up in a mafia's family, you'd be a mafia boss one day. If you were brought up in a farmer's family, you'd be a farmer one day. If you were brought up in a political family eg the Kennedy, chances are you'd be a politician. Look at the generations of miners or fishermen for example. The upbringing, exposure, the environment, the opportunities, are pre-destined for you.

Yes, it's possible to "turn" your fate. But it's easier said then done. We were all fed by Hollywood dramas and "one in a million chance" success stories to cheer up the reality in our lives.

I gotta get out more often.