Crossroads

I feel like I stand at a crossroads. or more like that i’ve been standing here for a while and my feet are starting to hurt. better to choose a path, any path than just stand here, my feet getting sorer.

my trouble ? I’m not normally slow to make choices, or wishy washy when confronted with choice. in this case my reticence seems to come from not being sure what I’m choosing.

I need to figure out, is there a decision to be made, and if so what is it. otherwise my feet will continue to ache and my spirit be restless.