The lonely street was at peace, but my lowly mind fought its battles; the battles of "What Ifs" and "Maybes".
What if I had played the right cards in life's gambles, what if I had rolled the perfect dice, what if I had made the best of choices, what if I had followed all the teachings of the priest, what if I had studied to make straight A's?
Perhaps by now I would have been feasting with kings in castles of gold.
For a moment, I felt like a cursed coward on a lost course, wishing that the fingers of time could turn back the hands of time.
But then it struck me; Maybe our backward steps in the past will be the best footprints in the future, maybe our former errors will in time heal our sorrows, maybe the light we seek won't be found unless we walked in darkness, maybe the bad cord we struck is the rhythm the future needs to smile upon us?
Amidst the serenity of the lonely street, I found my sanity; I dropped the worries of "What Ifs" and took comfort in my "Maybes".
Don't get me wrong, this is not me trying to motivate you for the weekend, this is just me telling you about my mind's battle on a lonely street.