A path diverted

Well…. not sure whether to be happy or not….  But now the hard work starts.  The hard work is not questioning fate and to accept things as they come. …to be like water……. it’s just hard not to be a little disappointed. When faced with a fork in the road…. one wonders what life would be if the other road had been taken….  When both options would bring happiness…. what difference does it make??  Well…. it makes a difference or I wouldn’t be sitting here thinking that I’ve missed out on more than just a change of scenery.

I guess that this is what happens when one rides the fence and throws the dice into the air, hoping that fate would know one’s true desire.  It is fate isn’t it? A path diverted.

Sometimes… I’m my own worst enemy… or… no matter how much I want to go down a certain path…..fate is forever on my side… keeping me on the right path.

Why, oh why, can’t we live out both paths at the same time!!  Anyway.. It sounds like a sad song…. and I really have been up lately…so I will continue to be up.

Reading about the Rastafari has given me a little bit of strength! I just don’t know which way to go, when both options seem wonderful! Both options would bring great rewards.

If it’s meant to be… it will be.. maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow…. but it will happen.