Do you ever
wonder about the roads less traveled? I do now and then as I make my usual way
to whatever destination awaits. I have this mental image of myself going to and
coming from the same place throughout all the years I’ve lived in this house. I
sometimes wonder if there are other dimensions and the other mes are busily
traversing the same path as me over and over.
My parents
lived in Lynnwood for many years. Since my son and his family moved to
Lynnwood, I take the same roads I took when I went to my folks, just go a few
blocks further west. Why have I never taken the time to drive around that
neighborhood or the one my son lives in now?
When I was
taking daily walks I sometimes would take a different route just to see what
was down or up that street. Why don’t I do that when I’m driving my car? Why
don’t I turn left instead of right? Why don’t I decide I want to see what’s on
the other side of this hill? Would it matter if I got lost? Probably not
because sooner or later I’d find my way; and who knows, maybe see some
interesting stuff.
For that
matter, why don’t I pick a neighborhood I’ve never ever been to and go there to
see if it resembles my own? I wouldn’t necessarily have to drive the entire
neighborhood because I could park and walk for however long I wanted. I know
just on the walking route I usually take in my own area, there’s almost always something
I didn’t notice before, especially as the seasons change.
I think in addition to the other new stuff I’m
doing and plan to do, I’m going to choose destinations to which I’ve never
gone and go there. There’s sure to be new and interesting details just waiting for me to
discover.