Fork in the road.
Having to wage a war against one’s self is simply uncalled for; unfortunately, it has become an occurrence common enough today that will likely result in the shedding of much blood, sweat and tears.
The days could be long and hard, the hours dwindled from the very start.
The years could be happy and fulfilling, the seconds lit right up to the very end.
So here we are, hoping for just that one false alarm that can turn into an infinity of absolute relief; and there we go, wishing for a much-awaited miracle that can bring joy and meaning into our lives again.
Well, this is it. I think I am going to go vegetarian next.