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The Road Not Taken: a poem for decisions

One day my friend called me for advice. "Should I stay or leave my job?" he asked. At that time, I had no clear words to say but now:
It's whichever that creates the best change in your life, but one that your mental health can handle. You see, there's always a road that you would not be able to take, you will have to come to terms about accepting whatever results arrived.


The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost (1916)

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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