Taking the road less traveled

I’ve been thinking every morning I wake up about this strange reality I find myself in of taking the road less traveled in that I’m in my mid-thirties and do not have any intentions of starting a family in the near future. This is certainly not intentional by design. This personal decision is largely a consequence of my bipolar I diagnosis and of a series of events that have led to the life that I currently live. 

Yet, taking the road less traveled has its perks. For one, I have freedom to do what it is that I want to do in my life. Sure, I feel a bit lonely at times–especially at night–and wonder if my work is having any impact on my community at large, but the mere thought of being able to pursue a field like architecture, which was my childhood dream, has gotten me genuinely really excited about the future and what’s in store.  

Even in considering the arts, I’ve taken a rather unconventional path for my career and I’m quite fortunate in many ways to have been supported by my parents to be able to do what I did. I think in another life, I would’ve probably just became a physician, married, and had a few kids. Is that necessarily the life that I wanted? Perhaps, but it certainly wouldn’t have been the most exciting one. Thus, it really does pay to slow down a bit every now and then and appreciate just where life takes you.