I've made a momentous decision. One that cuts ties with the dreams and aspirations of the past and opens the way forward to a future unburdened by the clutter of a life no longer mine.
I'm going to sell my unicycles.
I realised today that it has been at least five years - probably closer to six - since I last attempted to ride them. When I bought them I was in my late 20s, obsessed with circuses and keen to turn my life around. No more would I be an overweight, bookish couch potato. I would be someone who was active and adventurous and rode unicycles.
Well, I did turn my life around. I am active and adventurous. And being the person who owned unicycles helped me on this journey. I am where I am now because I once thought trying to ride a unicycle seemed like a good idea.
However, I never quite nailed it. I got to the point where I could occasionally (but not often) mount without holding onto something, and I could amble around a car park or the paths at my local park for some distance. And I progressed to the point where I came off the unicycle on purpose 9 times out of 10 and rarely hurt myself any more...
But I didn't stick with it long enough to become a fluent rider. And, if I didn't do that in my late 20s, what are the odds I'm going to suddenly get back into it in my mid-30s?
Looking back, it was just too much hard work. And I have so many other toys and obsessions that have whisked my attention away since then. While I still appreciate all things circus, I'm less obsessed now - and less likely to try running away to join a troupe.
So now my unicycles are really souvenirs of a life I wanted to live, once. And as souvenirs go, they take up a bit of space.
Time to lose the clutter, and let them go fill someone else's dreams for a while. I still have a penny-farthing, and that will do me for now.
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