The end of the road

Walking down a particular path doesn’t necessarily mean anything. You’re simply walking, something your body can do on auto-pilot while your mind is engrossed in anything else.

Especially when it comes to looking ahead, or looking back at your footprints and reassessing how far you’ve come.

Those set of mental commands can have bigger implications than we give credit to and usually mean that it’s time for reassessment about whether it’s a good idea to keep going, make some slight adjustments, or that drastic changes need to be made.

Your view on any of those three choices can vary wildly based on what you’ve been exposed to and the variety of your points of reference. Growing up in an isolated community with no internet and no dissidents will likely result in the replication of the same types of people who currently reside in that community among the upcoming generation.

Their concept of their choices and even their capabilities can be restricted to the narrow frame of reference of what they’ve seen and been taught to accept as normal.

That first ‘normal’ when properly entrenched can be so firmly rooted that there is no room for anything else.

For anything new.

For anything different.