When we are offered a choice between two things we often forget there is a third option.
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When we are offered a choice between two things we often forget there is a third option.
Which Path to Follow
I’m lost as I walk along this road. I follow an unknown path, two doors always presenting themselves to me. Whenever I walk through one two more appear, and the one I enter disappears.
I’m on a one way trip but who knows where, and how do I know which door to always pick? One has obvious written all over it and the other has expected. The choices I’ve made before have lead me this far, each with a heavy burden placed on my shoulders
I always try to follow my morals, my instincts and my heart, every time I fail I get back up on my feet and wish I could undo the past. I know if you dwell too much on the past you can’t make way for the future. But, I’m still learning and I don’t want to make mistakes anymore. I want to help, but I don’t want to also be a hassle for others.
When I choose one of the doors I see before me, I want it to be the best option, I want it to be the right choice. And if I choose wrong I’ll suffer, learn and move on. Because they’re many paths to take and follow, and I hope I choose the right one…
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