sometimes, it seems there's not even a road, only a dead end, a cliff ahead.
sometimes there's way too many and we have no idea what to pick. sometimes it's a luxurious choice of several nice smooth roads, sometimes, it's a choice of a bunch of decrepit dirt roads.
if there aren't any choices, that it's simpler, just hope for the best.
if there are choices, just, maybe, take the one that serves others the most. ironically, taking the self-serving persona for a moment - if we fail, maybe, then it actually hurts us less since we expected not too much for ourselves in the first place.
