The road not taken. 

I'm not quite sure why this sentence came to my mind this morning but now it is here. big bold, prominent. i spent a few hours  this morning on the web, on news sites and on social sites and i feel - despite these activities - disconnected. time is consumed by this activity and it leaves me restless and confused. these hours did  stir up the unpleasant feeling of being 'out of touch with the latest developments of our world'. all these various ways to put yourself out there. social media. polls. become a friend. etc. this is just the tip of the iceberg. 

and yet there is another reality. right outside my window. the fields, covered with snow. the sun sparkling. the cold wind. the silence. the vast blue sky. and there is a warm cup of coffee. a quiet house. a cat. flowers on the table. the blackberry next to me. the tick tock of the clock on the wall.

the racing thoughts. the endless questions. the road not taken. which one, which of the many?

and would have any other road eventually.. and what does it matter now? the roads to take, the roads waiting to be taken. where do they start and how do i get there?