Everyone has a path they take through life, or a road, if you prefer. I don’t believe in “meant to be” or anything like that, but everyone’s path is determined by their choices and the circumstances around them. I suppose if you get down to brass tacks, everyone’s road is really chosen for them by the initial state of the universe and the quantum fluctuations since then, giving the illusion of free will. But I think we have to act in the here and now as if free will were a real thing (see what I did there?). So I guess “meant to be” is valid in that sense, just not the sense in which it’s usually invoked.
In any event, my road is in the midst of a blind curve. I had a pretty good idea of where I was going, but suddenly the road took a sharp and unpleasant left. It came out of nowhere, from my perspective, and perhaps that’s because I was traveling too fast and not really looking at the road itself. Maybe I was admiring the passing scenery or something. Perhaps I was just overly focused on my traveling companion. I can’t really give a good answer to that.
But the fact remains that I’m here, now, and don’t have the choice I’d prefer. My road goes left, and my choices are to follow it around the corner or opt out entirely. I’m tired, and sometimes I’m tempted by the latter.
But fuck. I’m an inveterate optimist, and curiosity is a weakness of mine.
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