While planning my journey back to my destination of birth, my vision of my ex’s Grandfather clock made me think about my personal timeline. Mine was so straight, but after the first day of separation, It’s still like I’m stuck in a box.

The Timeline going forward was a symbol of everyday life with my now former significant other. The Box represents the day the separation was asked by my once true love, to the day before the start of this life changing journey.

A curve represents the different path off my main timeline. It starts another timeline below, while the original path (If my ex and I were still together) has disintegrated. Its like going on a Highway, but running into a sign that says, “Road Closed Indefinitely, USE DETOUR.”

Now, I have to figure out how to get myself back on track. I can’t take the original highway timeline, so the altered rout is more of a blank road. Not even a GPS could track my location. Uncharted timelines don’t present a vision for the viewer, but a subconscious Idea of what is desired for the driver. Mine was marriage, family, children, job. Now, I can’t see anything because the fog has rolled in, obstructing my conscious and forethought.

I should be used to this, but I never will be. Ever since I was a kid, I wanted that one path that everyone else around me has achieved.
But, every path I have taken has led me back onto this unknown road. When will I find the right path? Probably after the party of time itself is over.