One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree.
Which road do I take? she asked.
Where do you want to go? was his response.
I don’t know, Alice answered.
Then, said the cat, it doesn’t matter.
~ Lewis Carroll
How many times have I reached an impasse, unsure which way to turn. Closing my eyes, spinning wildly until I have lost all direction, stumbling forward with a prayer that I chose the right path.
My inner compass spinning just as out of control at a dizzying speeds. First pointing left, the right, then back the way I came. No map in hand, no light to mark the path, no guide to show me the way.
I search for bread crumbs left by those who cross this way before me. The ravens, wiley carrion feeders, perch high above the road waiting for me to fail and leave my withering body for their fete.
Do I stop here, choosing not to choose in anticipation of a fellow traveler coming down the path, one not so lost as me, to hold my hand and point the way?
Do I forge onward, hoping to overtake travelers ahead of me, riding their coattails to our destination?
My only other option is to make my own way, pushing forward, making my own path, creating my own future.
What to do, what to do?
Thin spiral notebook 
It’s so hard to make those big decisions. I hope you find some clarity.
LikeLike
I think everyone’s been there at some point. Foreard. IT’s the only way to go… of course figuring out which way forward is sometimes is the real issue.
LikeLike
i always take the wrong one.
It’s why sporks are so underrated
LikeLike
I think I have forged ahead not realizing that I was choosing a path all along. It’s been a pretty amazing journey.
LikeLike
Follow your nose! (If you want.)
What an appropriate post for NaNo month. Cheers! Robin
LikeLike
I love to fly by the seat of my pants and take the road less travelled. You never know what unexpected things you’ll find.
Hugs1
LikeLike
After careful consideration of the options, making one’s own way is the best choice, I think, especially after one has lived a while and had gained some experience. Even without realizing it, a person is usually able to do some critical thinking at that point.
All sorts of cliches are flooding my mind right now, but I’ll just say “trust your instincts.”
LikeLike
That fork seems to be pointing in the right direction.
LikeLike
Stick with “found” objects. They’re the best. Much like this photo. Bravo!
LikeLike