At times, the river forks and you're stick in the middle as the water flows. You're not in danger as you've learned to not panic in the raging torrent. But you sit and wait to avoid making another choice because so far the ones made have brought you further and further from the shore.
Then you realize it's a metaphor and you can always create a lifeline. You can close your eyes, imagine instead you're in the sky searching for a peaceful cloud in a storm.
But if you're incapable of imagining a positive way out, you won't find it and you'll eventually drown or expire due to hitting so many branches you threw in the water yourself.
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