lets fall in mutual weirdness

It would be so easy to miss that turn. Going at 100km per a hour on an unfamiliar freeway; I could just simply keep going. I look down at the little blue arrow making its way along the blue highlighted road. I knew exactly where that virtual road would lead me. The safe, well planned although somewhat unorganized life that I have spent my entire life following. School, job, money, family; the pursuit of happiness.

Or I could go straight. The cars behind me won’t know that I was supposed to take that exit, the black sedan on my right won’t care if I never become a neurosurgeon, the Yaris in front might give me a job in his small cafe next to the Bondi beach so I can get by while I do whatever the fuck I want.

I could go straight.
I could have gone straight.