“So take the deal,” the Devil offered.
“Let me think about it for a while first,” I stalled for time.
When the Devil offers a deal of this nature, it never comes without strings. That has always been my experience.
But it’s impossible to want nothing. There’s always some way you could grow, something more you could learn, something new to experience. Inertia is only acceptance that you’ve reached a dead end. Safe and Boring.
And this is how the Devil reaps his income. “Here’s how your life could change,” he says. “It’s so damned (if you’ll pardon the expression) easy.”
All the Devil does is sell Short Cuts. Here’s a way to get from A to Z, without fooling around with all of those pesky letters between.
Most awful of all is dithering. Unable to take the leap, you stick your toes in the water, sure that it must be freezing in cold in there. You could take the plunge, adapt to the water, and learn to swim in it. But that requires that leap of faith, decisiveness. Sit at the edge of the pool instead, test the water, afraid to take the plunge.
If you want your life to change, there really isn’t any choice, is there?
“Where’s the pen?” I asked, and the Devil laughed.
(Looks like the daily prompt pingbacks won’t be working again.)
Which do you find more dangerous: wanting nothing, or wanting everything?