“Paths are made by walking.”
Otis Rush‘s ‘So Many Roads So Many Trains’ reminds me of a particular phase of my life. It was about a year before I finished my studies – a time full of uncertainty, reverie, doubts, and musings. ‘So Many Roads So Many Trains’ kept me company in many intellectual and/or emotional quests back then.
Years later, it doesn’t only awaken memories of that time, but also alludes to the multitude of paths we navigate and strike every day.
Sometimes there seem to be (too) many roads that lead to a place that we think we want to reach. So many that it’s difficult to choose the ‘right’ one… and our choice often takes us somewhere else.
Other times, there are seemingly no paths that can take us where we what to go. Discovering our own roads to insights, dreams, places, and (more important than anything else) people can be tedious and can even seem futile at times. But at the same time there is nothing more meaningful and rewarding than the process of searching, trying, or simply walking… and discovering a road.