The stars will not align

I look at the skies for direction. A bright shining star captures my attention, even though I know it is not the one that will lead me to my destination. The star that will lead me there is shrouded, not by any darks clouds or the crown of a roadside tree, but by my own tinted eyes. I perceive the other stars shining brighter, better, even though deep inside, I know it is not the case. The stars are diametrically opposed. Not that they refuse to align. They will not, no one’s will can do so. Eventually, I will find my way, amidst the questions and the doubts. I refuse to let myself follow what is wrong. But the deviant in me craves for the thrill of it. To enjoy the journey, even if it means living in the shadows of the star.

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