My human existence is flawed. Very flawed. Most of us are, and simply won't admit it, nor will we willingly allow others to see the carnality of our nature. When I was in high school, I was even more flawed than I am now, even as an adult (Whew! Thank God for maturity). When I got to college, I realized that I was still flawed, but not as much as I was in high school . When I got to graduate school, I was still flawed, but nowhere as near as much as I was while in my undergraduate program. As I went through my doctoral program, I really realized my flaws. As an adult, now married with one son, I was made more aware of my flawed existence. But the common denominator from high school to adulthood was this: I continued (and still try my best to do so) to seek the path less traveled. I do this, because I find that the road less traveled tends to be the road to any and all kinds of peace, success, well-being, and serenity.
My carnal nature just hates the way it feels sometimes! What does your 'road' feel like?