I look at the face in the mirror. Is that me? I don't recognize this face. When did I change? Where have I been?
I look at the picture is me in my youth, so full of dreams, so full of promise. Where did that youth go? Where did his path stray?
I never meant to become the man I am today, the stranger's face I see staring back at me. The decisions I've made, the choices I've taken, none of them matter.
The path, I once was set to walk, is blown away in the dust of time. Will I, too, join this fate? Is there a way too change?
The face I see before me is not the man I've chosen, but the man I've become. The outcome decided by the choices I've made. I once tried to live a life with no regrets. I now see that is simply not possible. Regrets are inevitable when choices are made.
With a life that's full of bumps, I find myself once again crossing the minefield. This time, instead of curiosity drawing me forwards, it's love leading me away. Alone. To a place where I belong, a place where I can screw up no one else's life.
I might one day be the most interesting man in the world. But today, I'm a man making hard decisions hurting the ones I love to make sure they have a happier life.
