When one faces a fork in the road, one would often weigh the pros and cons of the decisions, especially so when such decisions bear some weight on the value system that one has adopted.
This morning I woke up with not a terrible throb. In my mind, it was the typical cartoon-y situation of the fork in the road; a serious conundrum that I bore with regards to the actions one would undertake. In my case, it was with regards to the actions that I had undertaken the night before.
It was just an embarassing day for me, constantly burying my head in my hands, seeking solace from the cold, merciless English wind to the warmth that my body provided. Ultimately I thought to myself, it was the weakness of the skin that overpowered the strength of the mind.
Conundrums of conundrums…
