Why is it that it's harder to drive straight? Weaving in and out of the line seems to require more energy and action. I guess if you're all dooped up no thought is needed and you're not really caring about lines - wherever or whoever draws them.
So, I continue to draw and follow my own lines ignoring those who criticize how straight they are. I know too many who went astray, went off the road, and messed up, to give up my drawing chalk.
Yet I can't help but be resentful for always being on the straight and narrow. I'm constantly trying to do what's right, play the "responsible" role and set limitations while avoiding criticizing those who demand a different direction.
Have I missed out on much? I'd hate to think that I missed out on things that I could've benefited from because I was so preoccupied with being unselfish, responsible, or unspontaneous. I've still witnessed some good scenery. You get a great view in the front. It's amazing what you pick up and learn when you look and observe. It's also intimidating to be in the back seat not knowing where you're going. I'm not necessarily recommending others to stay on the map but just to make their own path rather than follow someone or something that could lead them away to get lost. It's not fun being lost....I've been there.
Maybe I wouldn't have got this far if I hadn't balanced, with my arms out, looking straight ahead, following some line that while my eyes were closed I managed to scribble on the ground. I'd like to think that I have saved myself from more bruises or my teeth being knocked out by following my own mediocre standards.
Whether I fight against or go along with people's standards for me I'll continue to drive my own car, set my own pace, continue down my own path.
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