Dangerous Boys

Our lives are made up of choices. Big ones, small ones, strung together by the thin air of good intentions; a line of dominoes, ready to fall. Which shirt to wear on a cold winter`s morning, what crappy junk food to eat for lunch. It starts out so innocently, you don`t even notice: got to that party or that movie, listen to this song, or read that book, and then, somehow, you`ve chosen your college and career; your boyfriend or wife. So many choices, we stop counting after a while. They blur into an endless stream, leading seamlessly to the next question, the next decision -- yes, no, no, yes. The line of dominoes falling one by one. Click, click, click, they tumble faster until you can only see the two that really mattered: The beginning, and this, the end.