How to Deal

I know what I want and where I want to be. I have a clear idea of my point A and my point B. It’s the line that connects these two points that’s totally hidden; and, as the bard would say, there’s the rub.

I remember that very Hallmark-y thing about taking the less traveled path. I mean it’s all good, but what if you were not presented with that option? Life does not always knock on your door and say “Ok fence, here are your available roads, which path do you want to take?” Most of the time instead of a fork in the road, we find ourselves face to face with a stump. There’s a field or a forest in front of us where the road ends, and we have no clue what to do. Do we just lie down the meadow and wait for a falling star? Do we go through the forest and look for the gingerbread house, or climb the tallest tree? It is unfamiliar territory and, fuck it, it’s scary as hell.

What makes it doubly scary is that when we decide to blaze a trail and to stick to it no matter what, we can never really regain the time we spent chasing after that fool’s gold when we’re wrong. Contrary to what people say, in life, there are no second chances. Second chances are for young people. Talk about second chances to a sixty year old loser and you can expect your head to be bitten off.

If only we can do away with such things as damnation and eternal punishment; it would be so easy to just end this mortal coil and be done with it.