You're not making a decision if you come to a fork in the road. There is no 'it' to take. It's one or the other.
When you come to a fork in the road, take it.
You know how every now and then, you have a moment where your whole life stretches out ahead of you like a forked road, and even as you choose one gritty path you've got your eyes on the other the whole time, certain that you're making a mistake.
The sad fact is that the vast majority of drunks stay drunks. There's a small minority of us who reach that fork in the road where one side says 'live' and the other says 'drink'.
When giving directions to Joe Garagiola to his New Jersey home, which is accessible by two routes: "When you come to a fork in the road, take it."
The people in 'July, July' do find themselves looking backward, talking to others and to themselves about those over-the-cliff, fork-in-the-road moments in their lives. I imagine this is what must happen at a 30th college reunion.
Our journey had advanced; Our feet were almost come To that odd fork in Being's road, Eternity by term.
By the end of high school, I had this fork-in-the-road moment where part of me considered going to vocational music school to really pursue it.
