Seems that...

After a while it seems we fall into our own shoes.  That things that once frightened us, things once needing approval- are no longer a bother. After time we realize and come to comfortably understand that this life is ours. No matter of people's judgement or actions. We paddle on in the birch canoe experiencing what we choose to turn our attention to, as we float past, in the rivers own tide. Time and days and life. Things occur and we hopefully gain experience and collect memories. 

Choice. All choice.