standing at the crossroads.
it was a simple choice. she could take one step forward, yet be met with serious consequences, or she could step backwards just a little, and leave it as that. of course, the path undertook in which led her to this surreal junction had not been an easy one. it had been frightening, tumultous and wrecked with pride. i have to get past pride. this echoed in her head like a bell that wouldn't stop resounding with such ferociousness, that for a few moments now and then, she would let it overwhelm her being for just awhile, sending her own mind into states of confusion and delusion. it seemed easier that way, to just let her feelings override what her practicality would deem her to do. of course it was only human nature to be thoughtful about it, but she couldn't gather her thoughts and present her views in a coherent, not to say comprehensible manner.