The following is a guest post from the author of lifeistaboo.wordpress.com.
Creatures of comfort and habits, we strive for the ideal, routine lifestyle, the American dream; the white picket fence and picturesque family. Day by day we continue without wavering; wake up, brush our teeth, eat breakfast, go to work. We stay
in the safety of our known relationships and friendships. This is the devil we know.
Who is the devil we don’t know?
He is the left turn with a dead-drop on the straight road ahead of us. The unexpected, but thrilling, adventure we yearn for, yet don’t have the courage to leave the devil we know to meet him. He is the change we haven’t made yet. He is the dream we have never chased. He is the new friend we haven’t met. He is the challenge that is going to make us cry in utter despair and then laugh in euphoric glee.
The problem is we can’t stay on the straight road that we know to experience the devil we don’t, but we don’t want to venture onto the curvy road. We can’t take both roads and
once we start there is no looking back.
At the first drop we feel as if our life is in crisis and wonder if we should go back. Instead if we lean forward eventually that drop rounds into an uphill climb, then and only then do we meet the devil we didn’t know. The devil we dreamed of, the answer
that we could survive and be who we wanted to be. We just had to let go of the devil we knew for the devil we didn’t.
A Toast: To the Devil We Don’t Know