II. Bridges and choices and an American poet.

(Note: this blog is a serial. You might want to go back and read the posts from the beginning. Or not.)

Where were we? Oh yes: bridges and choices. Imagine, if you can, a world where there are bridges everywhere that we have to cross as we make our way through life.  Job offers are bridges, and we have to decide whether or not to cross them, and our decision might lead us to a new life. Consider Hobblestone at graduation: will he accept the job or not?

Now, you might be wondering what the job was. If you are, Stop. It doesn’t matter what the job was. What Really Matters is our discussion about bridges. Curiosity can often be a distraction which draws our attention away from the important stuff. Curiosity can be A Bridge That Leads To Nowhere. That’s why it’s so often called ïdle curiosity. You’d be better off spending some time thinking about Your Own Life.

When have you faced a bridge that could lead you to a new life? Did you take it? Or did you remain where you were until you came to another bridge?

Do you remember Robert Frost? Do you remember what he wrote in his famous poem:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

What’s made a difference in your life? Do you realize what courage it took to cross that bridge?  Have you ever congratulated yourself for it? If not, take a moment and do so now. We can wait. . . .

In the meantime, lest you get distracted, know that this blog will not be dealing with the following topics: The sad state of bridges across America; The cat that curiosity killed; Dactylic hexameter.