What counts?

If anything, this very moment counts... doesn't it? Whatever I decide to do right now matters... doesn't it? Because it's the present. Because it's guaranteed to *happen*. And isn't what's happening now just as (if not more) important than what may happen later? So I understand that there may be a fallacy in my thinking. Afterall, the future holds consequences based on what we do now. Yes, I understand that. I do. And the point of my entry isn't to argue that everything should be about today. Because well then, no one would take responsibility for their actions. But, this entry is one that's questioning the extent to which we look at our future. Is it really worth all the trouble of worrying and worrying about a day we're not even sure of? A day that may or may not come. I guess this goes back to my entries about "taking chances" and "going for it." I just look at life right now and think... 'potential' 'potential." Life is so full. So rich. Anything could happen. There's the possibility isn't there? Despite what other people consider "likely" and "reasonable," aren't there those stories that prove that you can defeat the odds? Those people who have experienced those one-in-a-million miracles- Can you really disregard them and rule out the full possibility of something happening? No. And that's the thing. You can't. Cause it can happen.

How many times have we left it to fear to decide our fate? To belittle us. To trap us into that corner.. where we get to thinking that there is only one option. At this point I really don't know what to do. All I know is that I still believe that everything will work out the way it's suppose to. Whatever that is~ So I refuse to be sad or upset. And I don't mind if people think I'm just some silly optimist or idealist, I'd rather be that then be a pessimist who's miserable all the time. I took the chances. I took the risks. And sometimes you win. And with that, I guess sometimes you lose too. But in a way, I don't think you can ever really "lose" until you decide to stop believing. To stop hoping. So in that sense, I haven't lost yet. And I don't plan to. I don't think any moment can be a waste. Even if those moments are painful. Even if those moments of happiness end. Because isn't life simply a series of happening and ending moments tied together? You always learn something right? Isn't that in itself what makes it worth it? Sure, you may have to endure a whole lot of crap. But at least you can always hold on to those memories.