Trigger happy not so sappy

What would u do at the crossroad of decisions? Act on impulse and follow your heart or plot out a mind map and evaluate the various outcomes before finally settling down on a decision? Heart versus mind, which comes first?

Its such a challenge to be locked in a conflict of thoughts and desires. To act on instinct can be seen as an impulsive behaviour and at the same time a timely reaction to volatile situations. So who is to judge?

Frankly, results of an outcome pretty much determines the nature of an "act of instinct". If the result is positive, nobody blames you on being impulsive. If otherwise, be prepared for a downpour of "I knew it....you r so damn impulsive...Y cant u think properly b4 u act?!" After you r soaked in self-guilt, u swear to "think before taking action".

A few days later, come another situation that calls for decisions, impressed upon yourself of what you swore and you decided to "think before taking action". So should it turn out right this time?

Chances are luck isnt going to be on the menu of desperate moments and once again you shiver in the cold of an all-too-familiar downpour; this time singing a different tune: "Aiyoh y u took so long to decide?!! you know how often such opportunities come around??!! Tsk tsk tsk"

Dumbstruck. Stoked. Slapped right in your poker face. Thats reality. Thats exactly how it feels. So much like a decent sunday when a ridiculous number of bus service 444 breezes past you and the long awaited bus service 999 finally arrives with full passenger load after a good 30 mins worth of hair-pulling and nail-biting. Things just refuses to pop up in sight when you desperately desire for them but appears the most when you least expect them to.

Fate and luck singing the wrong tunes while you orchestrate on a stage of sticky situations fumbling on difficult notes. Smooth sailing isnt all that fun. Gusts and chops pushes you forward never backward unless you choose to see it that way. Surprises feeds our adrenaline. So lets cater our insatiable appetite for excitement. Dont give up after getting knocked off.

Set up for construction; pretty for destruction

Demolished hopes like a fallen house of cards. Thats all he felt. Dejected. Puzzled by the mixed signals. Or was it a one-sided love affair that made him so intoxicated, he had imagined signs of interest from her phone messages. Every breath he took was as essential as his thoughts that revolves around her. She was his mind fuel.

There was a blueprint for development. Brilliant and full of potential. He had the heart to give. But does her heart have the room to accomodate his?