… if I’ll always be this insecure.

If I’ll always compare myself with others and have the neurotic tendencies to worry about every little thing. Or if I’ll continue to notice every little thing, analyze it, and draw meaning and conclusion from every little slight.

Perhaps, my attention to detail is a gift that has helped me achieve perfection in things I undertake… or perhaps, it’s my intuitive abilities at work. My sensitivity to my surroundings and all that my senses can absorb in a single lightning-quick instance.

It’s something I can’t control. It just comes to me.

Sometimes, I’ll see things, or things unfold naturally, and I just intuitively understand a situation … Or sometimes, I’ll see something and can accurately predict what will happen in the future.

Let’s just say, in certain instances, I’m not surprised how some things turn out in the end.

Now, the real question is: Which is better? Being ignorant and happy? Not having knowledge of such things and remaining innocent and unjaded/untainted by experiences? Or having knowledge, experience, and intelligence about life but with it comes the possibility of misery and suffering of such knowledge, experience, and intelligence.

Which one would you choose?