"I'm afraid I would just die
      if I ever quit."

He had been at his job
      30 years...
      6 days a week
      without a vacation.

Yet he spoke of a
      far off "someday"
      when he might retire.

He envied on
      who made changes often
      and thrived.

We predict big trouble
      when his time comes for
      retirement.

Courage to change
      from time to time
      is better than frozen fear.

One who "dies daily"
      does not fear death
      like one who has never died.

"Am I crazy?
      I ust don't know
      what to do!"

His applecart was upset...
      an orderly life scattered
      and bruised.

He announced decisions
      one after another...
      heading opposite directions.

"I'll move...
      I'll stay here.
      I'll go back to school...
            —go back to work...
            —join the army...
            —take a trip."

It does sound crazy
      doesn't it?
      Frantic uncertainty.

But I ask him and myself..
      and all selves...
      is uncertainty necessary?

Isn't it a little bit normal
      to have times in life
      for renovating decisions?

What may really be crazy
      is a life that fails to ask
      why and where it's going.