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I came to a fork in the road. I stared at it for a long time. It stared back, daunting. Unmoving. I picked it up and snapped it over my knee. I decided to not decide. I used the fork to eat my lunch. Sitting there - at a fork in the road. I ate. And slept. Refusal. I refuse to cooperate.
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 1:06 PM UTC
Fork in the Road
I came to a fork in the road. I stared at it for a long time. It stared back, daunting. Unmoving. I picked it up and snapped it over my knee. I decided to not decide. I used the fork to eat my lunch. Sitting there - at a fork in the road. I ate. And slept. Refusal. I refuse to cooperate.
At the end of the year, the apathy is weighing on me heavily. I have decisions to make and I'm deciding not to make them.
robyn
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 1:06 PM UTC
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