As it got closer he wondered
If the end of the road was what it claimed
Or was it the start of a new road?
He could see it looming before him
There was something immovable about it.
Beyond it was a murky mass.
Was it the road less taken
Or the road most taken?
Could he sample both before deciding?
Or was it simply an abyss
From which there was no returning?
He decided there was an inevitability
He could fight it or go with the flow.
So he girded up his loins
Stepped forward knowing that no matter what
He had to face the future.
After all it was Tuesday
And things happened on Tuesday.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2021/03/28/sunday-writing-prompt-the-end-of-the-road-march-28th/
Morpethroad 
I think he made the right choice. I would have said that things happened on Monday, but I guess his experience was different.
Tuesday is as random as anything else in life. Have a good day Sadje.
Thanks Michael. 👍
Might as well walk on and face the future. The future shows up no matter what we decide to do.
Love it Michael.
Nothing ventured – nothing gained. Hmmm look before you leap. He who hesitates is lost… fools rush in where angels fear to tread. I’m glad he wasn’t given to proverbs, he might not have taken the first step.
How are you going, Michael? Were you impacted by the floods up on the North Coast area?
We were fine Lyn. A lot of rain but the river behaved itself.
That’s good to hear, Michael.