Just as Robert Frost had many a mile to go, my life has already travelled far too many miles. As for how many I have yet to go, who knows? As I approach the dreaded speed limit of 55 I have to look back and say I did not travel the same path as everyone else but neither did I strike out on my own and create any new paths.
Instead, I travelled the path of least resistance, whichever way that seemed to be the easiest at the time. A lazy man's approach to life I admit but I never quite got lazy enough to cheat or steal. I might as well have in so far as my social status went though. In fact, I might have enjoyed more status as a successful theif than I did as a cab driver but I never developed any interest in politics.
The amusing part in so far as I'm concerned is the degree of success I have enjoyed despite this apparent lack of effort. I say apparent lack of effort for it has often turned out over the years that avoiding work can take more effort than the work itself. I am by nature a professional procrastinator. I put things off until in most cases they no longer matter and can be safely forgotten.. After all, why do today what can be put off until tomorrow? Sometimes this works and sometimes it results in more work. Oh well. I never said it was a perfect plan, just an easy one.
Yet here I am, in my own home with a wife I adore and who seems to not mind having me around most of the time. I work for the best people in the world [DOMO] who treat me like a king. They have stood behind me through all of the last three years I've been there and continue to do so. I've never worked for better people. Somehow the path of least resistance seems to have done better by me than the school of hard knocks ever could or would have.
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