Early Morning Musings

Had the sudden thought wash over me this morning .....

What if my parents had named me something other than Michael?

Would my life have been different? 

It's not something I recall ever pondering before, so I don't know where the thought came from.

Or why. 

I was just walking into work, minding my own business.

Hadn't said good morning to anyone yet.

Truth be told, I'm not much of a 'good morning' person anyway.

I need an hour of peace to work my way into civility. 

But I digress .....

Suddenly the question was just there.

What if I had been named Franklin? Or Sam?

Would I have encountered different people? Made different choices?

Been presented with different opportunities?

There are literally thousands of variables .... things that happened in my parents lives ..... or their parents, etc. .... the entire long lineage, that could have changed my existence and life. 

I've never wondered if the choice of a name was one.

My eyes are always drawn to the sky ..... and trees ..... and birds .....  and birds in trees. This was a November day in 2021.