Which road do I travel on?

Led Zepp goes like

"Yes, there are 2 paths you can go by, but in the long run

There's still time to change the road you're on"

While dear Mr. Frost prods on

"TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,   
And sorry I could not travel both...

...Oh, I kept the first for another day!    s
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,   
I doubted if I should ever come back."

Reads both, sighs and says the traveler in me:

"I stood on a path

forking in several paths

Looked all equally green

holding promises of unfulfilled dreams

But none showed themselves for too long

And mysterious were their songs

I stood long, looked far and deep

and then I took the leap

I took the path

caring not for where its destination lay

for paths will cross and fork again

but for what felt more enjoyable to travel that day

and that's all the traveler in me cares for"

p.s. Led zep in his Stairway to Heaven; Robert Frost in his The Road not Taken

p.p.s The traveler in me doesn't get its hands on the steering all the time

p.p.p.s If your mind forces you to read the entire post with Jimmy Page guitar in the background, and makes you sing the poems as if they are a part of the song - you're not the only one!

--  Edit --

Someone pointed out to me that Rebecca Black is also suffering from the same dilemma. 

"Kickin’ in the front seat

Sittin’ in the back seat

Gotta make my mind up

Which seat can I take?"

I can see Robert Frost banging his head against the lovely, dark and deep woods. RIP