“The freedom to choose is an arrow and your precision to shoot with it is a skill that no one can help you develop but your own ideals.”
PS: Shoot it to the ground and it may hit the core of the Earth. Aim further, and it could come out right from the other side without hitting a single atom and wander aimlessly in the void of space until the universe is forced to create a target just so it can stop.
There is always a choice, so you can never run out of arrows. They are creations of your determination, hopes, and free will. What is the role of freedom here? It is the bow, choices are the arrows.
Only your heart knows the velocity of your dreams and whether they are still on the fly because people may tell you otherwise. So ask to yourself and think about it really hard, how could they possibly know where you were aiming when you don’t.
Listen to everyone but follow your own heart. Advices are rogue targets, words you hear from others become your thoughts. Treat your thoughts well like you would treat people but never let yourself dwell in the pool of ideas you are not made to own.