Highway of Life

Highway of life, white line is in the middle. Which way to go, back or forth? Both ways will bring our lives somewhere, But we can not select and choose them both. . O those choices - we can't avoid, bypass them. But that's a step where strings of life start sing. And we must choose - the "axe" is hanging close. How many times we wished it could be paused. . Is that a play with predefined conclusion? And no matter what we still end up the same? Or choice is free and even "Guy upstairs" Excitingly awaits unknown score of game? . A game or not - not our field of knowledge. We only have a little spark of it. We must keep going, choose, love, make mistakes, start over. Until we learn, and that - brings "there" even closer. . With every breath, step, choice, and turn around corner, We getting tested. Why? I can not answer that. I only know this - that "game of choice" has purpose. Where that "Highway" can be straight road or run in circles.