It’s funny how brief moments shift our decisions, how easily we are swept by the tides of the day. Just this morning, as I was leaving Café Borrone, I hit the elevator button to go to the parking floor. While waiting for the elevator to arrive, I walked over to the announcements of coming authors at the bookstore next door. While reading the synopsis of one author, I looked over my shoulder to see the door of the right elevator open.
A moment of decisive action was at hand: if I walked to the elevator immediately, I’d make it. Instead I turned back to the poster and kept reading. Finished with the poster, I hit the elevator button a second time. Only this time, the left elevator opened. Interesting. A quick decision (to continue reading) completely changed the path of my day.
It’s funny to think how many of these choices arise throughout the day. To think of all the different places our lives would end if only we’d taken the right door. My thoughts are this: ultimately, the major shape of our lives continues because we never deviate greatly from our regular choices. I might end up at work 5 minutes later, but I’m still at work, right? But the fact remains: the color of the day, those small experiences, the random conversations, those do change: and therein lies some of the greatest beauty life has to offer.
