Another random-not-so-interesting-stupig-thought.

The constant struggle between freedom and the uncertainty of where that freedom may take you to is really quite a scary thing. Its like how id prolly love the freedom of riding on the waves, yet releasing myself too much may just lead to death. Letting the waves take you can define freedom as well as uncertainty. Yet, i cannot have the cake and eat it can i? So, id have to choose. To think of uncertainty would be a practical thing to do. Yet man are more often than none not led by practicality. Not me at least. Thats probably why id at anytime take freedom as my choice and then whatever comes will come. Be it good or bad, i bloody hell asked for every bit of it. haa.