Wherein lies the conundrum?
It's a tree of doubt, with branches of uncertainty.
Each decision a fork in the road, leading to more forks.
And so it goes:
Do we truly have choice, or is it just an illusion?
Or are we just pretending to have choice, to feel less trapped?
Or maybe it's just an excuse for our lack of courage?
Please note that this paradox is entirely theoretical.
Any resemblance to real-world situations is purely coincidental.