It's often been said that the journey of 1000 miles begins with a single step.
I knew something had to change. Exactly what that "something" was, was still beyond me at that point. I would wake each morning, feeling as if I had taken a wrong turn somewhere along the path. That turn seemed to grow perpetually smaller until eventually, it had come to a dead end.
I looked to my right and saw a similar path yet, it felt too similar and in fact, I realized that it appeared almost identical to the path I had taken before. It had its differences of course yet, it was comfortable, easy and not in the least bit challenging.
I looked to the left and saw something similar. Again, it offered comfort and familiarity.
I looked back, realizing that to go back would be completely fruitless. It would be as if I had completed this journey for naught. Yes, it offered comfort but comfort was something I could no longer seek. I looked ahead and stared at what seemed to be dead end, into the thick brush. I could not see beyond that which was directly in front of me. I saw areas covered by shadows but I knew that I could use my light to find my way. No, I did not know where that seemingly nonexistent path led. I knew not where it ended but I knew, somehow I simply knew that it was mine to take. I knew that it was mine to blaze. I knew it might be tough and uncertain at times, or that it might contain thorns but I knew that it was time. It was time to become comfortable within the uncomfortable. I turned forward and slowly, ever so slowly, I began to take that first step.....
It is now your turn. Which path are you going to take?