You know that poem by Robert Frost? "The Road Not Taken"?
Well recently, I've been feeling like a traveler that has to choose between two paths. Both unknown. Both frightening. And I'm stuck. I can't decide.
Either one could lead to ruin. Disaster. Pain. Misery. Or Redemption.
The decision weighs heavily on my shoulders. And I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to carry it.
"And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back."
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back."
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