How comforting
Doc : Its only a slight infection
Me : That's good
Doc : Not really, its going to get worse. Do you have blocked nose?
Me : Yes
Doc : And with your fever, you'll feel worse in the next few days
Crossroads are hard When the time comes to move Sometimes you crash hard Trying to stop the hands of time Which way do I go? Or should I not move at all? Stay rooted in time Stuck in the moment Should I turn back? And run into the arms Of old and safe Be content and sane Crossroads are hard Lead you to the unknown Either way we trudge Is sunshine over there? The crossroads don't tell Perhaps either way Its darkness all around
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