When I'm stuck in bed, trying to battle out a war inside my body, I tend to visit the things I miss doing. The ones that have almost been forgotten due to endless stacks of papers and responsibilities. Things I thought I'd be doing long-term but didn't.
I haven't opened my page in ages and my last upload was back in college. Being into so many things can really take its toll on what is not on top of the priority list. It just sucks that we have to choose only one road. Once we have chosen, we have to forget the "what if's" and travel on.
Sometimes, I cheat. I look over to the road I didn't take and wonder if I would have been happier there.