Choosing a Path

She was stuck at a crossroads. Not a major one, but one that could defiantly alter her journey. Her heart pounded and her stomach churned as she sorted through the delicate situation in her head. Should she go left, rejecting the invitation, either out of fear or a sense of hidden and malicious motives? Or should she go right, sticking to a path she is use to? A path that is filled with goodhearted compassion, but can also lead to her own heartache and pain. The decision was her's to make. Sure, she had her passengers for advice, but ultimately she would be the one to turn the wheel. Either road would be rocky, but the large trees were blocking her view, making it impossible to see which way would be worse. It wouldn't have mattered though. Both roads were too long to see the destination they would lead her to. She closed her eyes and took some deep breaths. She didn't have to make a decision yet. There were no cars behind her, but if she waited too long then some would soon appear. Checking the fuel, she realized how much gas she had left. The tank use to be full, but naturally time had burned some of it away. She thought that she had enough to go either way, but it was nearly impossible to tell for sure. She took a second look at both roads. They were both narrow so she would need her driving skills to make it through. She would have to try her best not to lose control and crash. It was a lot of responsibility, but there were other factors effecting the paths too. Stormy weather. Potholes. Animals crossing. Sharp Turns. But it was time. She cleared her mind, made a decision, and turned the wheel. Only time will tell where this path leads.