Alternate Reality

This post is going to be interesting because even I am yet to decipher what it is about but that’s what I love about writing, letting the words take shape even as the thoughts interfere…

It is Sunday and I am relaxed, watching a Romcom that has every shade of feel good to it. I have blushed at the romantic scenes, cried from too much emotional display and have suffered secondary embarrassment at the giddiness of the actors in love. How do they do it?

Yet, this is not what is driving my need to write this post. In this limited series, we are forced to watch two endings. The one where the couple broke up because of fear and the other where they chose each other despite the fear.

Yes, I preferred the second ending too. We all do but we never always see a preferred ending because some events are just beyond our control and the ones within our control we may just be too scared to lay hold of.

This is not just in the context of love. I read in a book that there are two types of endings-The almost ending and the true ending. The difference being almost refers to giving up before the actual ending. I know we’ve all been there.

In real life, outside of books and movies endings are alterable. In the sense that the actual ending is the end of all- death so technically every other ending before that is not actually an end…

Possibly, death may be an interlude prefixing ever after as in Fairytales “and they lived happily ever after…”

Hence, endings are a form of new beginnings. I did not intend to spill philosophical lines. I have not even come close to scratching the surface of the rationale I am grasping for which is how can we ever truly know if we made a good choice when the option is between two good choices?

It is obvious when the option is between good and bad but what happens when it is between good and good, not good or better, better or best. Just two good options.

The other day while journaling, it crossed my mind that the hardest or one of the hardest things in life have got to be acceptance. Acceptance of events as they are not as they could or ought to be but it is the very fact that we seek to change events that propel us to grow out of our comfort zones, to aspire, and craft dreams.

The consistent need to be perfect, to make the best choices while super imposing on better is what makes us more miserable. I am sitting comfortably in this category too and no I am not referring to greediness or lack of contentment because even the most content people face this dilemma. Maybe I will expand this thought in another post…

When the option is between good or good, we can only settle for alternate because in the end none would matter as the experience of one is the alternative of the other.

In the movie when the couple broke up, one found love with another, given time, I am sure the other would have too. Would it matter later that they did not end up with each other? Probably, but only to the extent that they do not know what could have been but in essence, that reality does not exist because it was never created.