the road...

we walk along. hands brushing each other. the space between both close and eons away.

a step. a pause.

a fork in the road.

to the left... the path descends. there are few bumps. few places to stop and fight. the way is shrouded in mist and a heavy darkness. the path is small. only allowing for one to pass at a time. single file. one. alone.

the other path. wider. but slightly uphill. a few bends in the road. and the path is hidden. but somewhere. everywhere. the path is bathed in light. and because it is uphill... the view is all the more worth the effort.

which do you chose?