Oh, for the month of

  indecision.

  Of crossroads,

  five-ways and

  roundabouts;

  Where one route seems as

  good as the other,

  Where one path does not sing

  louder than the rest.

  What shall I do? The voice says,

  What choice shall I make that

  will reverberate for months

  to come?

  Does this happen to others?

  This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

  Is it unique to me?

  To go up into the Mountains:

  Or journey beside the Sea?

  It happens to all, The Voice replies,

  The Ladies, The Cooks,

  Captains and Queens;

  What matters is that the Choice

  must be made;

  After a space perhaps.

  After a night’s sleep;

  But don’t leave it forever,

  Or it will become a weight

  around your neck.

  So close your eyes,

  Take a breath,

  Reopen your eyes and

  take the First Step.

  That's all,

  That's necessary on

  the Journey to Decision.

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