Moving Ahead!

I came to the crossroads. I didn’t know which road to take.

I stood in the middle of the road.

A truck was heading towards me. It honked. The truck got closer. The driver waved at me to get out of the road.

I stepped to the right into a pile of dog poop. The truck roared past me and covered me in dust. The handle on my suitcase busted.

Yeah!