The Easy Path

Sometimes I find myself taking the easy path through life. The one that is signposted: route of least resistance. Sure it's lazy, cliche and most likely not going to be quite as exciting as the harder, tougher path. But then it's easy which means there is less risk, less chance of failure and that must be good thing, right? As the easy path means you have more time for other things. There is less stress and anxiety about what if you get lost, make a mistake or fall. But whenever I find myself on the easy path and no matter how much I say to myself this is the better path deep down inside there is a niggling voice that says 'get off this path, it's a path to no where. It may be easy but anything that is worth having comes at a cost and is never easy.' And I listen to this voice. I let the words mull over in my mind. Perhaps, it's right and this path i'm on is a route straight to mediocrity and nothingness, and then I look at the other path. The one less travelled and harder and I think. I think both these paths aren't that good, and it really isn't much of a choice. So I stop and get of the path and forge my own route to wherever I decide to go.