Sunk costs are the investments that you’ve put into something that you can’t get back out. They are the years you spent training for a profession you hate, or waiting for your commitment-phobic boyfriend to propose. They are the thousands of dollars you spent on redecorating your living room, only to find that you hate living in it. Once you’ve realized that you probably won’t succeed, or that you are unhappy with the results, it shouldn’t matter how much time and effort you’ve already put into something. If your job or your boyfriend have taken up some of the best years of your life, it doesn’t make sense to let them use up the years you’ve got left. An ugly living room is an ugly living room, no matter how much money you spent making it so.
As a transient (I hope!) insomniac, I must say that:
- it’s confirmed: i prefer sunsets over sunrise (though the latter has its own charms)
- it’s plausible: the silence of the night calms and morning bustle (sometimes) interrupts
- it’s probable: that instead of saying “5 more minutes” when one sees ’5am,’ she mutters ’5am, about time to rest.’
- it’s undeniable: one gamely ponders, harshly denies and fatalistically accepts the harsh realities that a while ago, the night concealed and now sunlight reveals
You won’t allow me to go to school.
I won’t become a doctor.
One day you will be sick.
-poem by an 11-year old Afghan girl
Wearing yellow-colored shoes on a grey Monday.