How does one know what would happen if that particular day had not done that particular thing, he had not chosen to take that particular road, or had, by chance, decided to stay home instead of going out with friends? There are crucial moments in our lives. He says "crucial" perhaps because at times there is an intersection (this is very "Blues") and must choose whether to go straight, turn right or left. Sometimes you do not ponder, he proceeds to his own way, at the mercy of events or simply the case. I myself wonder if I had given up that summer, as I did last summer, to participate in the camp of my association with the volunteers. Probably now I'd be a completely different person, I would not have known, or at least I could not know in certain circumstances, one who many years later would become my wife. The cool thing about it is that most of the time we do not realize we have come to that fateful "crossroad", perhaps because we are not accustomed to look around and even within ourselves. It is no longer so easy to see they are going to make a crucial choice. From boys make many missteps and lost many opportunities to inexperience or laziness, and the funniest thing is that there are very well aware, but we have time on our side. Then we grow up and perhaps because of guilt we tend not to most cases the wrong choices, we believe we still have time to make up for, but it is not true! We no longer have fifteen years and we know that will not happen again! For this reason, once past a certain milestone, "left all is lost." That conversation with that cute brunette at the pub with friends, you who think "do not ask her phone number, sooner or later see her again," that understanding immediately with a potential great friend during that interminable journey by train and that " hello "with no response. Gibson in that magnificent showcase of a shop in your city, its proof that we brought back two decades and made you beat in the heart and the thought that "as much as they produce galore this, not I buy now, look ... "and the passage of time and that you took in the vortex of a life of routine and lack of exercise, stalls, stalls and sometimes you realize that you lost one, two, three, fifty, a hundred, a thousand times, and nothing comes back. Those times are just memories fogged in your mind, you feel guilty and tend increasingly to delete them, but they return to recur. I am convinced that most of our frustrations and our discontent, small or large they may be, are there and to accumulate all that we are to make us feel more and more the burden of life that we drag behind. The solution is to learn to say yes, I'm not talking to recover the lost time, but to start to discover new ways and perhaps open up new paths that may not lead us to revolutionize or overturn our whole life, but at least we will have been felt yet in a position to decide it.
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