Managing just a half smile as you pick up your dry cleaning. You know that traffic isn’t going anywhere and your 4:30 appointment just isn’t going to happen as planned.
All of your life, you’ve been waiting for this. The time to be an adult.
Your rights have gone above and beyond the capability to just cross the street. Now you can speed through the freeway in a ton of steel at a velocity that would haunt your childhood nightmares. But you can only pace bumper to bumper. It is the path you decided to take. Life in the chaos and unpredictability. The speed and intensity. The sudden stillness. The highs and the lows. But it’s an adventure to you, despite it all. Your mind quakes at such a thought. You don’t HAVE to sit still, you can make a move on your ideas. You’re not guarding your dreams in a locked box under your bed.
You’re taking it out into the open, into the jungles of the world, ready for the possibility of being ripped to shreds by jaguars, of being lost in the sinking sands of mediocrity. No longer just a story in a comic book you read at 9 years old. You live that life.
And the possiblity only inspires you to keep crawling up that hill. There is nowhere to go but up. Opportunity, possibility, a dream coming into reality. You don’t let that limp stop you. You don’t allow your weary, blistered fingers to stop writing. Your aching feet know their course.
Crossing the street is nothing now.
It’s the fact that you can choose your own adventure.
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