Each place I've traveled on this path has been a choice. Perhaps not right or wrong. Just the choice that takes me down a harder path and the one that's takes me down a path that's easier. Or one that takes me on the roundabout way and another that takes me directly, with both ending up at the same point. I keep walking. I'll consider and reconsider, the thoughts will swirl and put my stomach in knots, the pictures in my mind will speak of sheer disillusionment. The world will continue to turn and I will remain just a speck upon it, trying to find my way...
Carpetblog Guide to Surviving Total Confinement
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