Monday, April 12, 2010

I took the road less traveled

When I was an undergraduate student at Amherst, Robert Frost had a prominent intellectual presence on the campus, as the namesake of the main library. For me, the Frost Library signified the world that I descended into, when I couldn't find anywhere else to go to escape from a home away from a home that didn't really feel like home. Thus, I embarked on the road less traveled, and indeed, I doubted if I would ever come back.

I embarked on a quest to find myself, in a city that had become my home from the instance that I set foot on the ground. It was a world that made me feel comfortable with who I was because it made me feel as if I could and ought to become who it was that I had always been: the person everyone knew, and the person I wanted to be.

Looking back, I know that that was what made all the difference.

I saved the first for another day.

When you find yourself in your reflection, wherever you are, I think you reach a point along the way that takes you to a place where it isn't about the path, how you got there or where you're going. It's about the moment, the presence and the time to move forward.

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