the neglected road

THERE WAS A MAP in my hands. I had everything I need and yet I still felt so lost. The path I ought to take was laid in front of me and yet the drive to push through seemed to lack. There was something wrong with me.

I took another closer look of the map and imagined the destination in my head. And there it was. Small, almost hidden amongst crisscrossing roads was another route to where I am headed. It was there all along but I ignored it and never considered taking its winding road; ominous and scary at first glance.

For a moment my life suddenly flashed-forward. I imagined myself five years from now. I wondered how I would look like. How much change that measure of time would cause me? The image was a little vague but what I saw was beautiful. I had hope. I have been inspired.

The path is not necessarily easy but the end of it is so promising. I guess things are supposed to be this way. You have to suffer first. I am not certain if this is what my heart desires, but at least I have taken a step, which is so difficult for someone who doesn’t know what he wants anymore. A different journey awaits me. I will be in a different place far away from my comforts. But I guess it’s all for the better. This is an opportunity of a lifetime and I have to grab it. I think I want to.

My heart beats both excitement and anxiety for what lies ahead, uncertain what emotion would win the battle in the end. Change is scary but it’s the only way out of this monotonous life I have right now. Fear is almost constant, but fighting it this time would make the difference.

It’s only a matter of time now before everything changes.