Around the time I graduated high school, a close friend of mine coined a phrase that I've been using and living by for the past few years. We were drinking, and though the details are fuzzy, I remember that someone said that something about the situation was a bad decision. Probably the situation in its entirety was a bad decision, but that fact is irrelevant now. At any rate, my friend responded with a phrase that, in my mind, has become legendary:
We have the rest of our lives to make good decisions.
It's everything there was to us in one simple sentence. We were reckless and careless, and we were allowed to be.
Today I realized that the rest of my life is beginning to start. Because I can't be capricious about decisions in my life anymore; none of us can. We're not allowed that recklessness anymore.
Accountability is scary.
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