Crossroads

I have once again reached another crossroads in my life. For some reason, I am compelled to take some action now or risk some regret, which I have no idea what it is, later in life. Perhaps the biological clock has a part to play as I hurtle, rather aimlessly, towards mid-life and its dreaded crisis, which some people allude to.

At this point in my life, I would love to change my job, the way I view the world, and yes, even the way I live my life. But having settled into a cosy routine, with food on table, roof over my head, and worry-less visits to restaurants for meals, the little voice telling me to move is always drowned out by the rational voice which seeks security, safety and an un-interrupted lifestyle.

I confess that I lack the courage to take the leap and leave everything behind and start afresh with a new career and lifestyle. But looking at all the uncertainties around me, I am torn between giving up everything familiar and embarking on goals which I deeply feel that will make me a complete person.

Would I ever choose the path closest to my heart or once again let the rational head do all the thinking. Ah, the luxury to ponder such issues when one’s stomach is full. Now, that’s my head talking.