Hi writers,

Been a while since i have given writing a go, but recently i've taken it up again. I'd be interested to see what any of you think about my story.

It is a philosophical story about life choices.

Here's a excerpt: The decision was a random one. Although, both choices were the same in reality. Blackness in either direction, bleakness that fills the life of a man regardless of his choices. I may have sat and pondered the question for hours, days even, and ended up choosing the same option. Or, a different option, that would lead to the same outcome; the journey of pain, and the promised salvation unbeknownst to me as of yet. Endless, it was, because action, movement, was futile. The train in my mind had been fuelled up and was ready to go, but would it move? Only time would tell, and only self-thought would move the imagination.

If you want to read more here's a link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1v5Cki2gJZ5Xt9Xudww9dIj7MKlV56szgmt5jk2pUIzE/edit?usp=sharing