Does this wayward path lead me home?
In 2005, my beliefs were challenged, and I fell short of who I thought myself to be. Somewhere in the warm cocoon I possessed, I was scared. I was afraid of getting too comfortable, of expecting, and darn scared of having my expectations crushed, along with my heart.
In my fear, I made wrong moves; maneuvres I'd expected others, never myself, to make. My only excuse? "You'll never know till you try." I'm not ashamed though. The self-growth and understanding I've reaped has been exceptional.
It isn't a crossroad that lays ahead. It is a U-turn sign that has seen too many procrastinations.
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