i had 3 minutes for stream of conscious writing today this is what i wrote

Free Writing Blues:

I walk a finite path
to the side, possibility
behind me, failures, regrets, a few successes
I stay on this path
This path is too small
I fall, but i rise and keep trudging along
the same God Damned path i have always been on
The sky is brilliant, open, unpredictable, free
I yearn to fly into it, way from myself
The road forks infinitely and draws me toward infinite possibilities
I stay on the road, concerned for my safety, afraid of failure
I stay safe, but agand and again i fail
I dream of stepping off this well-trodden path
but its still just a dream