morning commute tuned into music
heads stuck in newspapers, everyone glued to their iphone
checking latest Facebook status updates
faint conversations behind me
Mad rush to get in the crowded train, standing room only
I wonder why?
Job opportunities crowd my inbox from loving friends thinking of me
Nothing seems like quite the right fit or what I’m looking for
Do I apply anyway, just because I should keep my options open… right?
A friend says, “ya know, it’s never a good time to come back to reality”
But what is reality? Depends on our surroundings, what we create, what we make it
It seems the answer is on the wall.
But I know the hardest part is knowing the challenges I faced before
Sometimes its best not knowing what you’re getting yourself into.
My Africa adventure flashes before me and I wonder how on Earth I traveled for 9 months, mostly on my own. I’m crazy. Yes I know.
Sometimes in life, it’s best not to know what you’re getting yourself into because once you’re in, you have to figure out how to navigate out while trying to enjoy the ride.
After a long day of work, I walk to a shuttle for a 15 minute ride to my commuter train to join tired and weary commuters
Repeat 5 days a week till you can flop on the sofa on Saturday
Sunday night comes too soon and you dread Monday mornings
Back on the commuter train and you wonder is it all worth it?
Next thing you know, a year of your life has gone by, five years, nine years and you wonder when you’re going to have the courage to live your dream.
New commitments, obligations, more excuses, more reasons not to.
You look back and wonder, what if? Why didn’t I?
And it may be too late