The Weirdness of Reality

Let's say for a minute that there is something that you always wanted to try like white river rafting. You listen to tales of white river rafting with intense concentration, you tell all your friends that you'd love to try white river rafting, and you fantasize how much fun that would be.

Then suddenly your dreams meet reality and you get a chance to go white river rafting. You get to the end of the trip spitting water, drenched to the core, nauseated as hell, and completely disoriented.  You decide that white river rafting is not for you.

You tell everyone white river rafting isn't your bag and people will nod and understand. Pretty much no one will question your decision or try to make you change your mind.  People respect your decision.

However, take something less frivolous and talk about wanting to do that like going to college to study anthropology.  You watch programs and articles on anthropology, you tell all your friends that you'd love to go to college and study anthropology, and you fantasize how much fun that would be.

Then suddenly your dreams meet reality and you get a chance to go to the college to study anthropology.  You get to the end of the semester spitting water, drenched to the core, nauseated as hell, and completely disoriented.  You decide that going to college is not for you.

People rarely will accept or respect that.  They'll tell you try again, it will be different next time, this is what you dreamed about, this defines you as a person, and they'll call you a quitter.  I just don't get it.  It seems like Person X knows what is best for Person X more so than say person Y.

The Fine Print: Just so you know I'm not going white river rafting or back to college to study anthropology. I made these mini cards for a mini card exchange. I don't remember how mini they were but pretty mini.  Stuff from Club Scrap.