Saturday, May 31, 2008


Sometimes in life you come to a crossroads.  You have to make a choice.  
And all choices lead to changes.

Kinda intimidating, isn't it?


Jacqueline said...

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, 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 step 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 yellow wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference.

-Robert Frost


Life According to Me said...

That poem came to mind actually. Thanks for sharing it. :)