The scenic route

I used to think that I was a very practical person. That I base my decisions on what I thought was the most logical.
Yesterday, after talking to my cousin and friend, I realised I was a very emotional, impulsive person. And that my decisions were actually based on emotions, on what I felt that time. Very illogical, if put against social standards.

I left the familiar grounds when I felt I couldn’t bear to be near them anymore. I left home because I thought I was dying as a person at my old job. Though it offers the security and easy money some people long for.
I plunge myself into the unknown, thinking I knew.
I didn’t think too much about the difficulties I could face. That’s both a good thing and bad.

Then again, I haven’t wandered that far off from the well-trodden road. Which makes me wonder if I can make it if I totally stray off.

A colourful resume of life. My friend said.