NOT A CROSSROAD AT ALL--THERE ARE DOZENS OF ROADS FROM WHICH TO CHOOSE!

    The urge to give up and go to bed is enormous, yet I sit here trying to pick the right road and take it with full determination to arrive at the destination its name suggests.
      Frequently, I find I have spent so much time deciding--I'm too tired to actually  make the trip, so I vow to pick it up tomorrow--after I have given my brain time to clear from the fog that threatens to take away any chance I have to actually understand what I am doing.   Does that make sense????  It does—doesn’t it?  HELLLO!!!