I was just thinking, so much of what happens in life is by chance. Not saying that one has no choice in the matter, of how their life will run its course, but it just kind of hit me. When we make the innumerous choices that make up our time spent throughout the course of our lives, we don't put a whole lot of thought about just how much they will alter what's to come in the very distant future. This lack of long distance foresight is simply human nature. Living in the moment, taking everything at face value, living life to the fullest, leaving it all to chance. Our time is limited and not guaranteed, and when one dwells on the finality of decision making and how little difference each one makes in the main scheme of things in our unimaginably vast universe, one has the impulse to believe their thoughts to be somewhat morbid. I tend to ignore this impulse, and the feeling of general insignificance is always lodged in the back of my brain, only awakened by my pensive moods. But, I'm also of the school of thought that one should live in the moment and leave some things to chance without worrying about the significance of the big picture of what we call life or being generally pessimistic all the time. I've changed a lot from when I was a little girl, which is what I've been reminded of while packing up boxes upon boxes of various things that I've accumulated over the years in preparation for moving. I've experienced and done things that I never would have imagined myself experiencing or doing when imagining my future at a younger age. I've taken risks, I've been hurt, I've been helped, I've loved, I've lost, I've grown. Now I'm being called a woman instead of a girl and being left to set my own course of endless decisions. It's just kind of difficult to see where you are until you look at where you've been I guess.