The End of Every Sidewalk Should Have a Crosswalk

I mean this literally as I live along a stretch of road with few crosswalks.  It's frustrating to me when I come to the end of the sidewalk, and I have to dart across the road hoping to avoid cars in both directions.  There should always be a crosswalk.

Image from Where The Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein

During my latest adventure in jaywalking, I started thinking.  Our whole lives are spent creating a path for ourselves.  From the time we are small children we're asked what we want to be when we grow up, will we go to college, get married, have children, travel the world, or whatever else we seem to need to know about the future before it actually arrives.  Most of the time, the plan we've hatched doesn't pan out.  How many people do you know that grew up to be rock stars or professional athletes or MacGyver (some of us may have had more unique dreams than others)?  It's downright depressing.

When we come to the end of the sidewalk, we're left with choices.  We can either sit and wallow, turn around and go home, or dart across the street and hope for the best.  I guess it's a good thing I wear a reflective vest.