Jackassalope

It's not Walden, and I'm not Thoreau

Do you ever wake up and think to yourself “today is the day?” Today is when you will finally reach the proverbial crossroads in your life. You’ll get to make the big decision that will define who you are and where you’re going; if you head left then the outcome will be completely different than if you were to venture right. The map is laid out. The choice is yours.

The anticipation of that day is always on the forefront of your mind when the sun first breaks through the curtains every morning. Your ego salivates at the chance to take the path less traveled. Your subconscious plans its self gratification speech for when the task is complete. You keep your calendar empty because you don’t want anything to get in the way of your time in the spotlight; your moment of clarity, your recognition of wisdom, your satisfaction in a job well done.

But the sun sets without incident. Today, as it turns out, was not the day. Your time did not come. Then you realize that maybe you already had your day. You reached the crossroads and chose your path. It was a subtle decision. No fireworks followed. There was not ticker tape parade; not even a pat on the back. Here you are minus the glory, without the wisdom, void of inspiration. Is it because you went left when you should have gone right?