The "Long Way Home"

Over the years I have taken the "long way home" more than many hundreds of times.  Each time my mind ran with what could have been if I done it all different.

Or not at all.

Inside of forever it does not take too long to wish you had paid more attention to what you knew.  Deep inside.

Then there are those many other times when you just did not know.  How could you?  You did as they expected and you played all the parts in the script they handed you.

And it should have been so different.

But it is not.

And you find yourself stuck between nothing and insanity in someone else's "picture-show".

Of late the "long way home" has been of little comfort.  The early years lament about too much time has drifted without fanfare into too little time left to be more than just life's "furniture".

If only I allowed myself to feel and think different.

And if time was on my side now.

" ... there are times that you feel you're part of the scenery
all the greenery is comin' down ... "
 

Does it feel that you life's become a catastrophe?
Oh, it has to be for you to grow, boy.
When you look through the years and see what you could
have been oh, what might have been,
if you'd had more time.

So, when the day comes to settle down,
Who's to blame if you're not around?
You took the long way home
You took the long way home

PS: And you thought I was not serious.  But then you got home only to find you had already arrived.  Just like yesterday and the days before tomorrow.  But it could have all been so different.  If we both "had more time".

Onward!