Places I've been.

Fiction:

I'm standing there with two roads in front of me. One goes east and one goes west. The one to the east takes me home and the one to the west takes me places I have never been before. I want to explore the world but can't get past the thought of my friends and family not there with me. It's like God is asking me the ever present question one last time: Go home and be happy or leave and be you? It's my choice, but at the same time I feel like I have no say in the matter. I've been east so many times that I find myself bored not with the company, but more with the life there. I have never been West. My question is places I've been or places I could go?