Every sign pointed to places I wanted to visit but each one said it was a long way from where I was standing.
We had reached that point on our trip where we had to make decisions about where to next, and decisions about us and what we were going to do.
We had argued the benefits of moving on, trying new things but every time we were drawn to the safety of what we knew.
We held hands and said we’d flip for it. Standing back the coin flew into the air and landed at our feet. She smiled.