People might not have opinions about things. Should people have opinions about everything? I can't have an opinion on things I haven't experienced or studied. Sheltered existence yields sheltered people. Inhabitants are a reflection of their culture. If one isn't taught to question. One won't.

So many topics to stay on the fence about. Considering one option or the other. Each has it's benefits and consequence, it's pro's and con's. But by sitting on the fence, you experience neither the positive or negative effects of making a choice. Which is barely living at all. Fear of making mistakes prevents agency from ever happening. What kind of a life is that? I can't feel anger for those missing out on mud puddles of life. What do I feel? It's not pity, it's not sadness... but it's something like that.

Decisions are intriguing. With every fork in the road comes different conclusions to reach about ourselves. Like a house with a thousand rooms.... and each room has hundreds of closets. Do you choose to open the doors? So many wonderful treasures could lie inside but by the same token, There could be the things of a most disturbing nature. Do you explore? Do you challenge yourself? Do you find a comfortable chair in the foyer and have a seat, ignoring that the house is teaming with opportunity and leave the house the same person you were before?

Every day is an opportunity. Life exploration. Skip testing the water... I want to JUMP!