Yesterday I stayed up late, I could collapse on the bed, but I got up to have a meal at McDonald's.
The place hasn't been tidied up for days, I could nest in the garbage, but I went out and grabbed a bag of takeout.
After coming back, I could open my Switch or Bilibili to "compensate" myself with emptiness, but I typed these words trying to find value in creation.
While typing, I noticed my glasses were a bit dirty, I could just tolerate it like before, but I searched for the cleaning solution and carefully wiped them clean, making the world bright again.
The book "Atomic Habits" states that people make a large number of choices every day, repeatedly making the same choices, and that is habit.
I could, like before, repeatedly do those things that I regret right after finishing, or I could choose to do something in this moment that I think might make me happy. It may not be easy, it may take effort, but the expectation for the future gives me strength in the present.
Attitude is a choice.
Expectation is a choice.
Effort is a choice.
Emotion is a choice.
Life is a wilderness, and also a track. What life really is depends on how you choose.
It turns out that life is a wilderness, not a track.