Thinking Thursday

Life is like a game of cards.  The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it is free will. - Jawaharal Nehru
Today has been a day of thinking...thinking usually gets me in trouble and I am pretty sure what I am thinking will.  What I am thinking is not important at this time, but just that I am.  This thinking process was started by a friend of mine in a what-if conversation.  Of course in what-ifs questions or conversations there are a number of possibilities that often flow into could haves, would haves, and should haves...

The quote that I chose for today is exactly how I feel.  I never really thought about it until I went on my morning walk.  Then of course this conversation and many others pop into my head.  I have been dealt this hand of cards, some good, some bad, some...well, I am not really sure what to do with them yet.  Some cards have already been played with varying results.  I will spare you the details because I am not sure the details myself.  All of these cards have some sort of result...it can be good or bad depending on when they are played.  Some cards I can't wait to play, others I am scared to play, and then there are the ones that I would like to put back and draw another one.

Kira and I were reading Shel Silverstein and funny thing is he has a poem called Whatif...enjoy.
Whatif by Shel Silverstein
Last night, while I lay thinking here,
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow tall?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?Everything seems well, and thenthe nighttime Whatifs strike again!