Puppetwithoutstrings

Sometimes, life can feel like it’s in slow motion.

You get locked into such a routine, no day really feels any different from the other. You get up, go to work, have a few laghts, retire for the day and end the day with little more accomplished than that which was necessary. No real highs, but no lows either. It’s a safe existance.

But that’s all it really becomes, safe.

Last time I ever felt "safe," was three years ago. It involved me getting up at nine each day, settling for a boring breakfast, watching boring tv until I was bored enough to have a boring shower. Then, if I was brave enough, I ventured outside, only to indulge in sensible activities like going to the library, or pay some bills or by whatever was needed for the house. Then home again, to watch some more boring tv, for the sake of it.

There is another word for that sort of safety.

It’s called unemployment. It’s uncomplicated. It’s stress free. Above all, why worry, let the government bail you out with social welfare cheques. Hey, you paid your dues, didn’t you? Let somebody pay for your change of status.

Right?

Worst time of my life.

We can be afraid to take that step forward. Taking that extra risk seems folly at times. Why not play it safe? No harm there. No one gets hurt. You mind your own business.

Do that and you end up alone, huddle in the corner with only dispair as your companion.

In life, there will always be an intersection. But the longer you contemplate what to do at the stoplight, you end up nowhere. And behind you, your holding up the traffic.

Step on the gas.

There’s a greenlight ahead.

Don’t you have somewhere to get to?

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