thoughtfulThere are so many different lives we could have. I could have stayed in Chicago, living with my mom. I could be there, going drinking now and again with T and parasthesia. I could be there watching my nephew, helping my grandmother yet feeling dead and useless. I could. I could have chosen to stay there and live without Eric. I could have stayed in Nashville TN and hung out with Leroy and carved out some life in the South. I could still be in Minnesota, marking time yet slowly gaining depth to those connections I had there. I could have gone overseas to teach English. I could have chosen Albuquerque and be staring out into the desert right now. So many different lives.
What if any of those lives landed me somewhere I didn't want to be and I couldn't easily get out? Am I addicted to being able to get out? Don't we all pay for our choices? Is what you pay for your life more than you want to pay? Do you have a choice in what that payment is? What's the price of that freedom? I understand prisons aren't going anywhere at this point. But =could= there be alternatives? What would they be? What would they look like? I've got no issues if your life, livelihood or property is immediately threatened -- self-defense is anyone's right. What of the laws that don't work the same for everyone? As a child, my brothers were friends with a kid who gave them a plant. They brought it home, watered it and took care of it. My mom found the marijuana plant and hit the roof. They were 10 and 12, my brothers and their response was: "He said if we grew it we could make money". She went to the school, she talked to that kid's parents. This is the same rich, entitled kid who was later (years later) arrested, released and the whole situation was kept from the local papers because of his money. My mother volunteers in the courts, so she SAW him. He was not marked for life for his legal infraction the way some of my relatives are.
Anyway, just musing. The many parallel lives that could be. What they cost....
