Paths fork and divide
Each step, maybe a misstep?
Best a step than none.
Written on August 17, 2023, under a bridge.
Sometimes its easier when the possibilities aren't endless. You know just what step to take. Just what offer to take. Just the right hand to shake. But as the nearing clock of time clicks, the possibilities still remain, forever endless. And I am left to ponder: Is this the last fork from which I can't return? My energy is limited and I can't afford to waste it. But I can't afford to waste it.