decide

Pushed into it, I had to decide whether to stay with what I’ve got or accept the kind offer of affection from someone who I know and like since quite a few years. Whatever triggered his friendship into something new and different, I do not know. However, I hate toying with peoples hearts, so I felt, I had to be quick making my mind up. I just wonder: will I someday regret my decision? What would have happened, if…? For years I had this great poem painted on my living room wall, and I still can see why:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
and having perhaps the better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear;
though as for that, the passing there
had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
in leaves no feet had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference

Robert Frost, The road not taken

Jesus Jones, The right decision

alas, there is no such thing as a right decision. You can’t have your cake and eat it. Unfortunately, where the heart is involved, compromises are not an option either, for me, anyways.

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