I'm on the road, letting the gas load, there are two paths for me to go. No time for impulsive thinking, I need to make my desicion clearly. The paths on the road, one longer, one shorter, one rewarding the other useless. I'm ambivalent. What if the grass isn't greener on the other side? What if there isn't a golden pot on the other side of the rainbow? I need to keep my expectations low. I feel like the ice cream man asks me if I want chocolate or vanilla, and my whole life is just a dilemma. What if my life ends up being a partial puzzle, this decision left me so fuzzled. Sometimes I feel like I'm in a room with a million doors, and I don't know which ones the one so I just lay on the floor. Which door to open? Which way to explore in? I'm filled with tentativness and ambivalence. I'm on the fence, I can't see what's in it for me in the ways, no one can knows how much this decision weighs. What if I don't make a decision? Not making a decision can't trigger collision. It can't cause gnaw, it's not against the law. I still don't know, which path should I go? Maybe I'll sleep on it, count some sheep with it. Maybe I'll make my mind, maybe the finest way I'll find. Maybe it won't beat me anymore, to make a decision of my own.