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.

对啊，站在十字路的交叉点，选择了前进的方向，就是这样了。在前方还陆续有着抉择的路口，一个接一个，人生就在不停的选择之中。骨牌效应？蝴蝶效应？一个选择，接下来的一切都将不一样。咖啡是苦，选择原味？加奶精？加糖？多？少？滋味都立即变得不一样。只有品尝的人知道自己的口味，只有走过的人才知道其中的酸甜苦辣。

当然人有往回走的权力……当你回到原来的交叉点，却会发现那些路，不再一样了。