I started writing this as an observation prompt. I was thinking about how we walk certain paths every day of our lives, from home to work, to school, to the shops, but it’s unusual for us to stop and pay close attention to the little details of the routes we take.
Suddenly, I started thinking about paths of life. With all its twists and turns, I can never see what’s around the corner. I’ve always been a bit of a control freak and I’ve tried to order my life in a way that is going to make it better or at the very least, not make it any worse.
I’ve thought about some of the decisions I’ve made and how unhappy they’ve made me, but at the same time, it’s hard to regret. Someone once said that regret is to “hang yourself with your own noose. Mental suicide”. I think I agree with this, but at the same time, it’s good to learn from mistakes and try to move forward. Ok – off on a tangent.
Back to the road.
When I think of what lays before me in the new year, I’m filled with both hope and apprehension. Much is uncertain and there is little that I can rely on. So, it’s hard to think about new years resolutions or to make plans. Rather than freak out or panic about this rather shaky state of affairs, I looking at this time as an opportunity to really decide what chapter is going to be next and to work out who’s coming with me.
Not your usual writing prompt, but have a go at this. If you had a clean slate, nothing to lose and no one to answer to, how would you write this new year for yourself? Don’t limit it to merely joining a gym, swearing off alcohol, learning a new skill or any of the usual lists that people create for themselves. Be creative and really ask yourself what it is you want.