I am pondering commitment.
Is it better to go on a rock tour, or to work somewhere three years and never have to work again? If I could see the possible futures this would be easier. However, as Yoda said: "Always in motion, the future is." :-3
So do I go or do I not?
"Wait a minute," I can hear you say, "I thought you made your mind up in a little post called 'Motivation.'"
Why yes, my droogs, I did. But now it has been un-made by a recent conversation with my band-mate. What, I wonder, should I do? I've been told to re-think my decision. And now I must ask: am I a man of my word or am I for sale? What a price though: a life of freedom for only three years, a rock tour, and a broken promise.
So which of these do I rez, my droogies? Yes, which indeed.
I am going to watch The Tale of Zatoichi and ponder.
Perhaps I can find a middle ground. And if not?
O, what is to come.