The other day I took a moment to read Mr. Frost's The Road Not Taken.
It reminded me of the impacts of the choices we make. How we choose our paths so cavalierly, not knowing what lies at trail's end, yet are forever changed by the paths we take. How we can be divided within, or become but half a traveler should we attempt to take both paths at once. How difficult it can be to make your way back. And as way leads to way, are you still even choosing? Were you ever?
Within sight of trail's end - one can still turn back. And choose another way.
There will be more choices, but you will need to make the right ones.
There are great risks in traveling the lesser paths - not the least of which is becoming lost. Ask Mr. Kurtz sometime. If you are fortunate you may find your way back, and hopefully be welcomed. But beware - for the lesser paths became a part of you. The undergrowth fills in slowly. It is quickly cleared and you already know where the path leads.
"Looks like the woods are burning. Maybe we should turn around."