Road disappearing into the distance

So this is it, then.  Yesterday, being a bank holiday, didn’t count. (Although, arguably, you can’t really have a bank holiday if you haven’t got a job to have a holiday from.)

It started yesterday evening with not having to get ready for work next day – the first, barely perceptible, step along a different path.

Until now, my greatest fear had been of disengagement; of becoming a spectator on the edge of the crowd. Now that I’m here, it’s beginning to look less like disengagement and more like disconnectedness. The crowd is headed in a different direction (probably to the pub). The question is, do you start running to catch up with the crowd or do you take the road “less travelled”?

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the ‘one less travelled’ by,
And that has made all the difference.

(from “The Road Not Taken”, Robert Frost, 1916)