Roads Unseen

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“Truth is mysterious, elusive, always to be conquered. Liberty is dangerous, as hard to live with as it is elating. We must march toward these two goals, painfully but resolutely, certain in advance of our failings on so long a road”. Albert Camus.  Read more at https://www.brainyquote.com/topics/road-quotes

Who knew that the road of recovery would wind, snake, up and down.  Arriving at times at a fork in the road.  Which one should I choose, the left, the right.  No signs to tell me if I take such road that I will be going toward the place I need to arrive at.

Lately, my mind feels like the kids in the back of the car hollering in unison, “are we there yet?”  I try to ignore the chants but the longer I ignore them the louder they become.  They grow so loud to the place where all other things cannot be heard.  They are relentless in their persistence.  At times all I can do is place my face into a pillow and scream loudly.

Deciding on which road leaves me apprehensive of just sitting down and staying put.  I am not going backward, but I am not moving forward either.  I find myself in a deadlock with my decisions.

I should know better, I have made decisions before they turned out great, so what is preventing me from making one now. I am frozen with uncertainty.

There somewhere lost in all the noise is my favorite song of Judy Garland in the “Wizard of Oz”, “Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue…”

Well tomorrow is another day, more time to analyze my options of which road I should travel!

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