#132 You Have Undone the Weight That Made Your Steps Matter

You have never once made a serious decision. You have only rented positions, furnished with the unspoken clause that you can vacate before the first real discomfort arrives. A job. A person. An opinion. You hold each one the way a man holds a fire extinguisher — ready to reach for the other handle the moment smoke appears. The old ones bled for their convictions. They had no exit. So they chose as if choosing mattered, because it did. You are not freer than them. You are just better at avoiding yourself.