RUN, FOREST, RUN

Life is like a box of chocolates. I heard it in a movie so it must be true. Anyhow, Forest Gump was filled with aphorisms and wisdom far in excess of the ordinary flick. SO, let us assume that Life is indeed a matter of choices made from the options "in the box." That presumes that all the choices available are within that box. And we know that can't be true and yet we stop our quest at the edge of that which is held in that confined space. At least most of us do. Unless you come from a family of singers and songwriters, going into the music Biz is "stepping outside the box." The same might be true for a migrant farm worker's child becoming a medical doctor. For the rest of us, we tend to live lives within certain pre-conceived confines. Choosing a neighborhood with good schools, driving a car that gets good mileage, entering a career that offers income and security. We choose from inside the box lest we get a dog-doo wrapped in cellophane instead of dark chocolate macadamia nut. Taking chances and going out on a limb... too risky.

It is never too late to escape the box and do something ELSE. Alternatively you can do that thing you do so well that pays the rent in a more adventurous way. Or at least change it up every once in a while to avoid burnout. Do not telegraph your intentions as the push-back will be nearly irresistible. Everyone in your life has an image of you in their heads. They know where you should be and what you should be doing at all times. You have one life and it belongs only to you and no one else. You may invite others in and love them and care for them, but at the end of the day, you are born alone and you die alone, unless you are in India in which case they throw your wife on the funeral pyre with you. Probably not gonna happen here.