Roads paved with good intentions

Robert Frost was always a favorite of mine. Namely, “the Road not Taken” poem.

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler,
Long I stood And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

I’ve had a picture I think illustrates it as good as I can say it. But look at it another way.

Despite Frost’s advice, however, many people chose that well-traveled way of safety, security, and guarantees. Picture lots of road signs and familiar destinations, along with recommendations from others. And you’re on your merry way, so they say.

So, naturally, you just have to pay a few tolls — alright a lot of tolls — for the privilege of traveling the road. Other than that, what choice is there? But sooner or later, many people look down only to discover the road actually appears more like this.

The road less traveled Then at some point, the road you are on suddenly looks more like “the road less traveled by” in Frost’s poem. There are years of overgrowth and the pavement has obviously seen better days. How about those glamorous signs? Oh, what signs? You might have thought it was the main road, but you begin to question that.

I also have a more dramatic one but that’s for another time.

Of course, I can’t resist asking, is this one going to make “all the difference” in the end?
I only wish I could conclude it as nicely as Frost did, with or without the sigh.