Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Oh, Uncertainty

I am so tired of uncertainty. I feel as if I am walking through a fog. I cannot plot a route, or choose between two roads. I cannot even see to know that I am at a crossroads, let alone decide which path is best. I cannot see even to take my next step, for if I move my foot may strike unsteady ground, or perhaps no ground at all, but only empty air. For in the mist, though I may stand at the cliff-edge, I will not know it. So what else is there to do for me to but stand and wait and hope for the fog to lift?