Streak of Gray

And then I looked in the mirror, and saw a streak of gray in my hair.

I haven’t run a marathon.  I haven’t owned a house.  I haven’t lived anywhere more than three years since I was 18 years old.  Now I’m 33, and I have a streak of gray in my hair.

I haven’t travelled abroad.  I haven’t been in a fist fight.  I haven’t gotten blackout drunk and woken up in a strange place.  I haven’t hitchhiked.  I haven’t gone dancing.  I haven’t hosted a Thanksgiving dinner.  I haven’t taken a cruise, but now I have a streak of gray in my hair.

I haven’t written a book.  I haven’t started a business.  I haven’t made investments.  I haven’t sought my fortune.  I haven’t been called by Destiny.  I haven’t learned from my mistakes.  I haven’t found what I am looking for.  I haven’t seized the moment.  I haven’t let go of the past.  I haven’t blazed a trail.  I haven’t heard opportunity knocking.  I haven’t picked up the pieces.  I haven’t found the silver lining.

But I have looked in the mirror, and under all the years and chances, the delays and obstacles, the stumbling and slacking, the roads not taken, and dreams not pursued…there is a streak of gray in my hair.


4 thoughts on “Streak of Gray

    1. I’m a bad judge of that sort of thing. You should do a U.S. tour to promote The Artemis Effect When you do I will buy you a coffee and you can tell me. I’m not trying to crack onto you, just being social! 🙂

      Thank you for the comment, and for following the blog. Congratulations on the novel as well.


      1. Thanks! I’d love a coffee, but I think a US tour is probably out of my league at the moment. 😦
        Maybe when I’ve sold a million…..hahaha.


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