The Road Not Taken (Thanks Nancy Okabe)

We know which road Robert Frost took in his famous poem, “The Road Not Taken.” But the choices we face in real life don’t seem easy. Important decisions are often the most anxiety- and fear-producing experiences in life.  
The Road Not Taken

By Robert Frost  
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.