Dilemma

Is it better to be

(a) the biggest fish in a small fish tank with fish food deliver to you faithfully everyday;

or

(b) the same fish in a brilliant ocean world but filled with predators everywhere and you have to scrap for your own worms?

I was re-watching Finding Nemo again where I suddenly felt like one of the crazy fishes in the dentist's fish tank.

The choice would be of complete and utter irrelevance to me in two months time. I will be back swimming (dodging) with the sharks and giant sotongs again. More depressingly, all my friends have quit so I would be the only one swimming in the ocean dodging the predators. Better start sharpening my fins again.