Wanderers in the Web of No Decision
Tiptoe sanely along the edge of choice, where each misstep forwards whispers backward unto the void. Become what others do not wish to be or do.
Onward, to the left of no direction! Choose paths inspired not by dreams but by parochial advice given on dusk-lit porches.
“To stray is by no means to stray at all,” they said with a sublime shrug.