To decide is to walk facing forward with nary a crick in your neck from looking back at the crossroads.

The line frames decision-making as a bodily act of orientation: once you choose, you can move forward without the strain of repeatedly turning back to reconsider the alternatives. The “crossroads” image evokes a moment of branching possibilities, while the “crick in your neck” suggests the physical and mental cost of rumination, regret, or second-guessing. In this view, deciding is less about guaranteeing the perfect outcome than about committing to a direction so that energy can shift from comparison to action. The quote implicitly values resolve and presence—accepting that every path excludes others, and that peace often comes from commitment rather than perpetual evaluation.