Strange Thoughts of a Strange Man

I thought I stood at a crossroads but the road I wanted to take appears to have been diverted. There are signs but no clear messages. The road I could take will be of my own making and the road I am on is not heading anywhere but it's comfortable so I could stay on it for a little longer until I am ready.

Sometimes I’m too cryptic for my own good but you never can tell who is reading this rubbish.