Sometimes confusion does this to me ...
I can only see door number one or door number two when, in truth, opportunity ... waiting to welcome me home ... lies behind door number three, which remains too blurry for my mind to visualize it beckoning to me with anything resembling clarity ... So whenever confusion reigns supreme, my foot tends to hover close to the brakes and I coast, while keeping my eyes open for signs of clarity, which inevitably lies somewhere ahead..
I can only see door number one or door number two when, in truth, opportunity ... waiting to welcome me home ... lies behind door number three, which remains too blurry for my mind to visualize it beckoning to me with anything resembling clarity ... So whenever confusion reigns supreme, my foot tends to hover close to the brakes and I coast, while keeping my eyes open for signs of clarity, which inevitably lies somewhere ahead..
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