Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
(The Road Less Traveled by Robert Frost)
I've been thinking about this a lot.
I've got a whole lot of new, exciting, scary, enlivening things going on in my life right now.
& I'm happy.
I'm not going to blog for a while. I'm probably not going to read blogs for a while either. (I've got a whole lot of new, exciting, scary, enlivening things going on in my life right now...)
I don't want to get into the navel-gazing I've been guilty of in the past - I want to just enjoy myself. Experience things and share them with the people I care about most. Maybe just enjoy things for myself, even.
If you are a friend, you'll get in touch with me from time to time, touch base, text, whatever- like you already do.
If not, well- to anyone and everyone else - you're just passing through here, either skim-reading or looking for subtext, commonalities, diversion - whatever floats your boat. There are world upon worlds of other lives to read about - my world won't be missed. (Or at least, not for long...) But thank you for reading anyway.
I'm not the person who started out writing this blog. I've changed almost unrecognisably (or is that imperceptibly?) In many ways, I don't "need" this blog any more - I wrote it as a kind of plaster to cover up the cracks in communication I had, and it stemmed from a need to express the many things I couldn't say and reach an audience who would validate that what I said had some point, some basis, that I was worth listening to.
I don't have that "need" anymore: I am confident that I can say all I need to say to those who I feel need to hear it.
So thank you - and, well, goodbye. At least for now. Who knows what the road will bring?
