I've been thinking about choices I can make. The thing about being independent and "freedom" to make your own choices is just that. You have control over your life and can decide whether or not you do something over another. Maybe both or none, that's the beauty of it. It can also be a curse, because if your like me, the possibilities are overwhelming.

It's why I enjoy the minimalist point of view on life. Minimizing what you have to maximize what you do. Conflict still comes along with that. I've lived in tiny spaces for the majority of my life and I really prefer to have room to breathe. Not to say thats bad, apartments are small, tiny living is popular, sometimes a room is enough. For me, having the space to work is what I want.

This comes back to the "choices" topic. That's a choice I've made. Not to live in a tiny space while also not filling that space with needless junk. The main reason I'm talking about this is that I'm at a point in my life where things are changing and I have some choices to make. Some that are easy for a few and hard for others, including me.

Physical limitations suck. As much as I hate to admit that I have them, or more so, that they stop me from doing normal things, it will always be apart of my life. I need to stop making decisions that hinder, and rather decisions that can help me do more for longer.

There's not much of a point to this. I'm out for the count for a while and when all you can do is just lay here, you have a lot of time to think about things. I want to do more with my life. I need to make choices better suited for my physical health.