there are about 5 different roads sitting there in front of me. im sitting on the dirt with my arms on my knees staring at the paths i can take and not making a single decision ... im pacing back and forth stepping onto one path or another and then drawing back onto the path i came from ... because limbo seems the most convenient.

becuase one would be just settling, one would be something new, one would be something exciting and spontaneous, one could be longevity and meaning, one could be nothing ... and it scares me to think about which path i'll choose, where i'll end up ... and whether or not im going to wish i had taken the other route.