A woman sat there, waiting to make a right turn.
She was at a stop sign on the edge of a busy road, with traffic rushing in from her left. To her right was an open lane and an empty median, a safe place to pull into, pause, and get ready for the next move. But she didn’t take it.
Instead, she waited. And waited. Not for a way forward. She already had one. It appeared she was waiting for perfection. For everything to be clear before she moved.
But that moment wasn’t coming.
I sat behind her, watching. I had somewhere to be too. And while she waited for the road to clear completely, I took the path that was already there. I eased around her, pulled into the median to my left, then merged into the flow of traffic. When I glanced in my rearview mirror, there she was. Still waiting. How many of us live like that? Sitting at the crossroads of our own lives, waiting for conditions to be just right before we move. Waiting for the perfect job. The perfect time to leave. The perfect moment to chase a dream. We tell ourselves, I'll start that business once I pay off my debts. I'll leave this relationship when the kids are grown. I'll follow my passion when the timing is better. I know that voice because it used to be mine. My plan was to be debt free first. To have everything in order before pursuing the passion that eventually became Chayz Lounge. Then one day, I'd simply had enough. Enough of the office politics. Enough of being miserable at work. Enough of waiting for everything to line up perfectly before giving myself permission to go after what I wanted. So I moved before everything was clear. I didn't have it all figured out. I just had my median, one safe step forward, and the nerve to take it. I never looked back. The road will never be completely clear. There will always be traffic. Always a reason to wait one more minute, one more month, one more year. But there's almost always a median, a place somewhere between where you are and where you're trying to go. A place where you can pause, breathe, and get ready for what's next. You don't have to see the full picture. Just enough of it to know your next step. Sometimes clarity comes after you take it. Some days, I think about that woman. I hope she found her median. I hope you find yours.