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My thoughts weigh heavy on contradiction. Flowing racing taunting my soul. The passion that was left behind has now been reborn. Eternal rays of darkness and light blind my eyes. Life has once again been discovered within the layers of my mind, in the possibility of choices. Directions I face, at the crossroads. At the crossroads of indecision. The never ending sounds of my own voice bouncing off every corridor of my mind. Does it all make sense now? That it may, the possibilities are endless, and my happiness is my own. For every decision I make does not have to be supported, or even one that’s agreed on, it just has to be one I can live with. One that I have no guilt or doubt or shame over. One that I am ok with. Cause everyone is entitled to their own opinions, and that leaves them with their own choices. You choose how you respond. At the end of the day, not everyone may be standing. Can I live with that, or can you. Step down or step up, we all have a choice. None of us have to answer to anyone but ourselves, that is one thing that I have learned. And if I can look in a mirror without that knot in my stomach urging me to look away. Then that is all that matters. I can breathe again, for this minor chaos is allowing me to dream. I feel the wind as the chill hits my skin. I see the color in the clear sky. I feel the warm of the sun. And I feel that not all is lost. If this lasts but only a moment, I will embrace every second. If my indecision results in choices I will embrace the direction I take. And if this is all just a bunch of nonsense I am playing with in my head, I will cherish the moments I have in thought. Now of course, I hope for a happy ending, but in every story that’s not always the case. Right now I am making no decisions…. I’d rather be left in indecision.