New shoes on the dirt,
over the logs,
under the trees,
dodging the poking roots,
dodging the choice I made
and the choice taken away.
This evening, I run a path I know well,
it's all laid out for me
and there's comfort in that.
It keeps my question
Quiet
for now.
My friend told me I'm at a fork
in the road.
I don't think she reads my blog
so it really must be true.
Pick one, she says,
and go for it.
Oh, those words weigh heavy on my heart tonight.
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