On the edge I stand, holding my breath, and being still so as to not make my move too soon. I wait and watch, patiently looking for signs that make sense. Should I leap? Be bold and take my chances as I fall headlong into the future? Will it matter much that my plans may go asunder? Is the script in my mind really the one I should adhere to, or is it the moment of choice that dictates the truth?
If I tarry long, the sun will beat on me and wear me down. I may last longer, but will my place here matter in the end? Or will I simply evaporate whilst I do nothing?
Oh, hesitancy is the bane of a thinker, obsessed with being right all the time. There is no guarantee in life, no bond that states I will get my way, or that my vision of the future shall come true. One thing is certain however, I am here. I have the freedom to move, to make a choice.
So choose I will. I leap!
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.