streets

reading various posts and hearing of various relationships gone awry made me think. are relationships between straight couples easier than between gay couples?

and what happens when a gay relationship crosses with a straight relationship to create a bisexual situationship? who wins, and who loses?

would you leave your man if he suddenly chooses to be with a female lover too? what if he starts a family with his female lover? what would be your last straw?

what if your man goes out on dates? would you rather be lied to, or would you prefer to know the details?

to be the martyr or to be the traitor? to be the guide or the adventurer? to stay still or to take flight?

navigating through life is no easy task, specially when the road you take turns and twists. some with warning signs and cautionary tales. rarely do we get to see the overall directions for a particular area. when we walk, when we run, when we stroll, do we stop and admire the sights? or do we rush off to the nearest corner or street for a new beginning?

we hope we never get robbed in a dark alley. we hope to find comfort in the kindness of strangers if we do get robbed.

have we stayed too long at a street party? or have we never enjoyed one?

do we look at other people in the eye while walking?

do we smile? do we sing a song? what happens when it rains?

pedestrians in life. traveling through the maze of the city of life, sometimes alone or with other people. some stay with us shorter than we want them to, and some stay longer than we want them around.

either in the fast lane or along the meandering path, we continue to tread. where is the final destination? some may already know. most do not. not yet.

the answer lies in the questions we ask ourselves. what is important in life? love. respect. faith. and why? what great truth lies beyond our answers?

the path we travel, whether we like it or not, is almost always paved with the choices we make.

there are no right or wrong choices. because the result of the choices help us become who we are.

maybe, at the end of that journey, we will find something we never expected.

a mirror.

will we like what we see?