Tesion of Opposites or Irony vs 'the greener grass on the other side'

Not often that i'll be writing in paragraphs, even seldom that title so long comes along. So long that i forgot the title halfway even. Its a title that i was gonna work on quite sometime ago but felt hard to come up with any content and thus left untouched.

The main point being on how the grass would always seem greener on the other side. That you would more often than ever, wished you're doing task 2 when you are stuck on task 1. And when you finally get to be doing task 2, you wish so much you are doing task 1. I've been feeling so much of it nowadays that I can't help but phrase it into words to ease this 'stress' i'm having. A poem was coming up but seems like its overflowing into these following paragraphs that you are seeing here.

We don't call it regret or lament, a lot of it has once been discussed and brought up in previous post before. Neither is it about making the so-called right choice, which never existed in the first place.n Each moment is unique and only happens once and thus whatever choice made is the only one of its kind and with no comparison, how could there have been a better choice, this I wonder.

Then again, could it be that we are always looking at the happiness of others while being sad of what happiness of their which we can't own. And that derives to the part about which we would fail to notice about the sacrifice they probably have to made while we look at all our efforts we have placed in return for what we get and does not feel is of fair quality.

So much promises, not one fulfilled.

And this, poetry tries to flow in again, into the flow of my words. But today is once which i try to suppress it, against my usual principle in the freedom of expression. Poetry and verses of words might be full of grace and brings the flow of words in a beautiful manner but come again, such paragraphs and chucks of words might just be the key to the freedom of expression that is most suitable for the uprising and enthusiasm in pushing an idea or a thought across where the energy could be so strong that it feels unstoppable. And at the same time it signifies the ability of free flow, unrestricted string of thoughts.

Everywhere is choices, which we all have to make, for the best or just the better, i see no chance of for the the worst or just the bad. A chance at optimism perhaps, or is it a try too hard? Even in here, i see myself making a choice at how my words shall flow. Unknowingly we are making choices all the time, whether we see it or not or how these affect the way we are leading our lives and what changes it'll bring for us.

And in essence, i think that i have just came a full round to where i started right in this post. Only did the free flow string of thoughts come telling that whatever i am having is the best i would be having cos there's no time machine bringing me back to redo or erase anything i would do.

So what the hell is this for?