So you’re standing on a rug (random yes I know, but bare with me)
You love this rug; this rug is your whole world (it is going somewhere)
And then out of no where, a knife slits through. The rug is cut right through the centre. Each side pulling away form the other. Your left foot on one half, your right foot on the other. What do you do? Jump to the left side. Jump to the right side. Jump strait up in the air onto the floor, walk off and find another rug? Try desperately to repair the rug, pull it back together?

Any of those four options suck. With the first two, you loose half your rug, which might be hurt that you didn’t go with it (yes if you didn’t get it by now the rug is an analogy, I am not suggesting that rugs have emotions, however not ever being a rug myself, I wouldn’t know) Choosing between two things your love equally is impossible, unless you do not love equally. In which case you do not have a problem, for although some may get hurt, you do not hurt those which you love more. Number three requires you never to have loved your rug at all, for it is near impossible to walk away from one thing you love, let alone two. However you may be respected for not choosing, and in that retain some love from both sides of the rug, but you will never stand as firmly on them again. The forth, sometimes seem like an impossible battle, for while you may manage to sew the rug back together, the seams between the two sides will never fit quite the same. It would only take a good pull in either direction to break them again.

So what do you do?

Any ideas?

I could use some…