opportunities haunt me in life.
which road do i take?
what's my next move?
i have time, enough time to figure this all out.
but still. there it is that empty choice right infront of me.
confused, alone, and non-decided.
i'm not decided.
a young and wise brunette boy once said "we're here in a yellow truck a road ahead of us and nothing but opportunities."
i know what that means. i understand. for once, i get it.
when he said it, it was literal. but metaphorically...
think. think. think.
think about it.
the road you are on is the road you'll be on for the rest of your life.
you decide when turns come. you decide.
you make the turns. weather good or bad.
those turns are yours to keep and think about for the rest of your life.
so make them count.