There are thousands of paths my life has taken. Primarily in the moments when yes or no, left or right, up or down, became crucial. And I feel those keenly. When life diverged, but so clearly that I saw the other potential path receding into the distance, even as I walked along my chosen one. And the flippancy of our lives life really hits hard when you look back on those moments, and retrace the life you didn’t lead. The moments that would have led me anywhere but here. There are fragments of life that changed due to other people’s actions, and those that changed for my own decisions. Slivers where family choices put me in a certain place that became the familiar one. Where age and the circumstance of birth spun mine and others reactions. Mirrors where university led me down a different path. Where the people I met came from entirely different backgrounds to the ones I know now. Windows where I said yes to another job, where I forsook jobs, where responsibility weighed less heavily. There are shards where the band didn’t break up. Where I wrote a successful novel, graphic novel, song, screenplay. Splinters where I married the girl, where I never met the girl, where the girl said yes and we both risked what we didn’t even know.
I like to think though, that somewhere these paths converge. That some things about me, about who I really am, have happened regardless of circumstance. Maybe that’s what destiny really is. The moments that appear in every shard, and shape what happens after. It’s a pretty thought anyway, to think that certain things will happen, regardless of which path we choose.
A butterfly can flap its wings in the Himalayas, but it will still always be sunny in Texas.
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