the fork in the road

It seems that whenever I see a fork in the road ahead, I pick it up and eat (I DID say fork, didn’t I!). Anyway, I have some major decisions to make in my life in the next months, and I am feeling the fork in the road syndrome—eating in anticipation of the upcoming fork. Would life be easier then, with no choices to make? I heard a phrase once used, “the freedom of no choice”, asserting that sometimes simply having choices before us is stifling and imprisoning because of the overwhelming confusion it may cause, leading us to freeze in our tracks, incapable of choosing. I am not advocating a life with no choices, but sometimes it does seem that it would be easier to have only one choice for breakfast, one choice for lunch, and one choice for dinner with no alternatives in between. And, not just food choices, but life choices as well. How little risk and anxiety there would be if I could see my path straight ahead of me for the next 50 years and know exactly what is going to happen-- no unexpected forks or spoons or knives for that matter. For those of us who love to eat, a fork in the road is just that—a fork in the road.