Frosty Indecision(s)
I stumbled upon familiar literature – Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken, which in a way, epiphanizes this update…
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
In recent days, the greater part of my thought processes have been revolving around my future – for the record, I am at times, excited at what the future holds but it would be safer to say that for the most part, I am bothered.
Frost’s poem just about illustrates my indecision: I could be staring down both roads at present, weighing the costs and rewards of both options… Should I go left? It certainly looks more promising than the right one. But wait, what if this journey is an exception? What if this time, the destination is more important than the journey instead? What if… Oh wait! There’s a third road! It doesn’t seem as appealing as the other two but who’s to say? Ah! The torment!
It irks me when mind games wreak havoc and as a result, millions of brain cells are deprived of their needs to function normally. But then again, it hasn’t ruined my break. Yet…
Have an awesome week y’all! (:
