Want to post one of my favorite poem of all time by Robert Frost. Just knew about this great poem when I was still in AIESEC in 1998.
It reminds me all the time, that whatever choices I have, it's up to me to decide. I'm following my own path, and that's what have brought me to where I am now.
Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.