Simple Choice

I guess it comes down to a simple choice really:

Get busy living or get busy dying...

(Andy Dufresne – The Shawshank Redemption)

This has been floating in my head again for a few days just like few years ago. Sometimes you feel your forgotten emotions are somehow back. I have no idea whether the quality of the emotion is exactly as it was few years ago. How the hell would you want to measure or define things like that anyways! I am not even sure what that emotion is called. I mean the way I feel when I remember a simple quote like that. It's certainly a mix of things. There is hope but definitely hope is not the only element. I believe there is as much despair! The quote is so touching. That's all I am certain about in the world of uncertainties...

And in the end, I don't really really know whether I can agree with the opening quote of the movie "The Air I Breathe" or not:

No emotion, any more than a wave, can long retain its own individual form.

(Henry Ward Beecher - I have no idea who he is!)

P.S. Lot's of things I have no idea about :D