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“we are our choices.”
-jean-paul sartre
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image credit: new yorker cartoons – roz chast
setting up spotify
there were many choices
this one or that one?
more of this or less of this?
pass by or play?
i thought i had a cool, eclectic, quirky sense of taste in music
until it was spelled out for me with some such statement:
“it seems like you’ve selected almost all 70s and 80s music.
you’re obviously most drawn to the music of these decades.
we’ll be customizing your playlist to reflect your taste.
what? called out by spotify? did i know that?
did i know that, but was in denial?
did i think i was cooler than i really am?
was spotify judging me?
while i do like a huge range of music
(especially the irish bards and americana)
it’s clear where my musical heart lies.
—
my taste in music ranges from
“here, listen to this”
to
” i know, please don’t judge me.”
(author unknown)
both thoughtful and wonderful gifts
both ways to mark my days
both things i like
whimsical animals
whimsical heroes
which to choose
easy decision
both.
it’s always good to get a second opinion about what day it is.
think victor hugo would be proud of my skills.
—
“concision in style, precision in thought, decision in life.”
-victor hugo
oh, amy what have you done?
after a bit of an unexplained absence
and when rejoining us outside at her picnic
amy tells us that she was busy inside
setting her mother up with her old iPad
and is already feeling a bit of remorse and worry
that this choice may have created
a life-long need for her tech support
and round-the-clock calls to her
yearning for immediate answers
to the endless questions as to the subtleties and mysteries
contained within the world of apple products.
her brother quickly makes it clear
that he is hands-off
and is not in any way involved in this endeavor.
she speaks openly of her fear
while the only other things we know
that she is afraid of are mascots
though this new level of fear
may have even topped that.
we all reassure her that she is a good daughter for having done this
while at the same time privately harboring
our own personal doubts
about the potential risk/reward factor involved in her choice.
about 3 minutes went by
and this is a picture of amy re-entering her house
after she has been called in
to where her mother sits with her new iPad
and her first ‘question/glitch.’
she looks frightened and unsure of what awaits her inside.
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“choices are the hinges of destiny.”
-edwin markham