Sin saber muy bien a donde ir

Es uno de esos días en que todo se amontona y casi ni puedes oirte pensar, como si mi cabeza estuviera llena de inquilinos ruidosos que han montado una fiesta sin pedirme permiso. No sé supongo que estudiar me afecta. O quizás no, pero si sé que no me encuentro con fuerzas ni animos para sentarme a ver que me da vueltas por la cabeza.
Así que voy a dejar un poema de Robert Frost que he encontrado por casualidad buscando otra cosa y que me ha hecho pensar "Je, sé a que se refiere."

"The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. 

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

Buen fin de semana y suerte con los exámenes a quien tenga.