Everyone has to choose their own path. Sometimes it seems to go nowhere. On those nowhere paths, we hope for a fork in the road, which will lead to new journeys. When you get to the fork, do you go right or left? Or do you just stand there, immobilized, too unsure of which way to go? Do you yell for help, hoping someone hears and responds? Or will you forge your own, new path?
There is no map. Faith has to be your compass.