Lost in a forest of confusion. A lonely travelor has lost his way. Now he's reached a fork in the road. Two choices lay before him, but only one decision to make. It's not the choice of right or wrong or good or bad. It is of what could be verses what already is. Once he has chosen, he cannot turn back. He can only go forward, into the darkness. But, which path will you choose?
Well, that's me, for sure! Ignoring the traffic of time bearing down in the distance I stand there in the middle of the crossroads, trying to decide if I just made a deal with the devil or if it was only my imagination and frustration venting silently inside me. Is that me, talking only to myself, or is it perhaps really someone (or something) else? Being lost... having to make choices... scares the beejeezus out of me!
Very well said. Choices are just that, choices. Right, wrong, good for us, bad for us, others, any number of them. But the lasting effects are a stiff price in the bill for choosing one. Great write. :)
Very deep and well written. Not fancy, but direct, yet it brings up choices to make. A wonderful way of both intriguing and involving your reader. Great read
The last line ask us the reader the question .. Which path will YOU choose .. Interesting .. I would not go down a path that was not well defined .. Choices in the dark are questionable at best ..
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