One Way OnlyA Story by Kana ReneeThe questions of a traveling soulOften in life I wonder if I have gone wrong. As if I was the traveler coming upon the Frost intersection where “One road was not taken.” The original tale reads that the man “took the one less traveled by,” which is what I had believed to have done. In the end a moral was prevailed that “made all the difference.”
Could that have been where I went wrong? Wrong road, do not enter, one way only? Were those signs streaming the road as I carelessly drove? The attention I payed to them was little, less than minuet. In fact, I should have realized that the road was less traveled due to some affliction beyond it’s control. Perhaps, it had too many potholes or an outrageous road kill count. Maybe, it was jammed full of loneliness; bubbling tar day after day anticipating the arrival of the traveler with the ability of change. To make it more than it’s less traveled self. But, now the question lies, as firm as death itself, since this is the path I have chosen, shall the desolate be anticipating me? I feel fate pressing on to the next intersection like children scuffling in a candy line and boldness comes over me with maddening inquiries: Was indeed the less traveled road for me or a one way only I did not see?
© 2008 Kana ReneeAuthor's Note
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