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The End of the Road

A dense winter coat, boots, long jeans and hands held deep their pockets, I walked. Snow fell gently to the ground as I marched up the street. My eyes looked around and took in the beauty of the moment. The cold beckoned as my hands shivered and ears grew numb. I didn’t care. It was one of those moments you wouldn’t dare miss for the world. Stars shined down from the heavens above and moonlight filtered its way in from the trees, illuminating my path. Breath-taking is how I would describe it as the road came to an end and trees surrounded me. I’ve been here many times before but every time it is different.

A t-shirt, tennis shoes, shorts and hands held loosely at my side, I walked. Dew gently lined the grass as I strode up the street. My eyes looked around and took in the beauty of the moment. The heat beckoned as my hands sweat and legs grew tense. I didn’t care. It was one of those moments you wouldn’t dare miss for the world. The beautiful blue sky shined off the grass and sunlight filtered its way in from the trees, illuminating my path. Breath-taking is how I would describe it as the road came to an end and trees surrounded me. I’ve been here many times before but every time it is different.

Same road, different perspective. Even on the days of bad fortunes you walk and remain strong for days ahead will be better. Even on the days of good fortunes you walk and remain strong for days ahead will be worse. Wake up, find yourself on a different road to go to sleep and the next day find yourself on a road once traveled on before. Use the wisdom, use the memory to better face the hardships of that road but also don’t forget to take a new turn and do something different.

If you lose sight your roads can all become extremely similar, less unique. They’ll be unique as the roads will be yours but lose uniqueness as become repetitive even to a point of being boring. The only thing changing will be difficulties like the changing of seasons. People you’ll miss due to walking past them as your path remains parallel.

Open your eyes, take a risk, take a new path. Don’t necessarily change for the sake of changing but instead change to have new encounters and new experiences. The people you’ll meet that you would never have met, the memories you’ll make that you would never have experience.

As life progress you’ll feel pain, anger, despair and at some point agony. The road will grow thinner and thinner, more and more rugged as the concrete turns to grass and grass to dirt. It’ll seem as if your road is coming to an end. But instead this is where the adventure begins, where the road ends. Continuing may be difficult as you journey where no person has inhabited before. But the sights you’ll see, that have never been seen before. But the experience you’ll have, that have never been had. A new beginning, as you journey to where new roads begin.