Twirling away

 

 Me: twirling my life away

    I was thinking about the picture above this morning while I was showering and how it somehow manages to symbolize the way I'm feeling right now.  I find it odd yet beautiful that only my face and parts of my feet  are in focus but the rest of me is floaty and up in the air.  I feel that way about life right now.  I know I've got my feet firmly planted to the ground, I'm grounded in reality, and I've got my head on straight, but everything else is up in the air.  You see, I'm big on making lists and planning things out.  I'm ok if things don't go according to plan, I don't freak out, but I like having a plan anyway, just in case.  But I'm just not able to make a plan right now.  Sure, there are inevitable things.  I will graduate in May.  I will spend my summer studying for the bar.  I'll take the bar exam in July and then. . .  Then everything gets hazy, like my arms in the picture.  I want so badly to say I will get married on X date and I'll be working at Y starting on Z date.  But I can't.  And that sucks.      

The Road Not Taken

Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference