Will you do more of the same, or try something new?
Will you strive to get better, or accept the status quo?
Will you try to stay comfortable, or try to get uncomfortable?
Will you trust that the universe has you, or fear that it does not?
Will you live, or will you, day by day, slowing but surely, die?
If 𝘆𝗼𝘂 don’t know which choice you are making, I’m afraid 𝗜 do.