The road of life is infinite. It stretches out into the horizon like in those pictures of American highways in the desert. You can go forward, and you can go backwards. Sometimes you do not even know in which direction you are going. Sometimes there are more directions than there should be, each stretching into a different infinity.

I guess some people are intimidate by the stretches of asphalt and choices that always lie in front of us. It is sometimes scary to chose a path and leave others behind, or worse still see where they might have lead when it is too late to change lanes. Some people think that the best thing is to pull the handbrake and stay put, waiting for the roads to change to a more favorable landscape.

I like to think that I am not one of those people. I always continue forward. Sure, sometimes I too have to brake a bit, and think whether to take the next exit, but I like to be fast about it. The roads will lead to infinite anyway.