What have we accomplished

Or, more precisely, should accomplishment be a goal?
What was made better by what I have done?

The only good I can do is a kindness to someone else, without any idea of accomplishing any betterment from that kindness. Selfless sacrifice of an immediate nature.
A temporary balm for Satan's wounds-if that be my destiny.

As for the diverging paths

The branch lay across my drive this morning. For what purpose or reason I did not know. But yet this has brought me to my standstill. Do I move the branch that impedes my way and continue on my daily dues with only time being the injured party? Is this time taken from me to delay my progress to meaningful events, or, perhaps, demons that have slept late and are just now preparing for my arrival. Being such a small branch, should I run over it in my car and thus foil what fate time has in mind for me on this day. Or should I, as I am too often prone to, lie beside said branch and ask of it these questions? Ah, for the pondering of two paths diverging in the wood shall again be delayed on this day. I first must discourse with my branch, for surely my life happiness and eternal destiny does lie across my drive.