I’m at a crossroad.
Literally.
Like actually as I write this I’m at the train station.
The analogy, “at a crossroad in your life” naturally comes to mind. It describes the moment we realize that the decision we make will affect the future.
But something I am noticing, is that everything is a crossroad. We are always on the brink, for in any moment we can decide to go south instead of north, west instead of east.
Don’t like the direction you are headed?
Get off at the next stop and change your direction.