Carfax.

Carfax, Inc.: a commercial web-based service that supplies vehicle history reports to individuals and businesses on used cars and light trucks for the American and Canadian marketplaces. (Wikipedia)

But long before Carfax, Inc., there was simply carfax: a place where principal roads or streets intersect, esp. a place in a town where four roads meet (from Anglo-French carfuks, from Old French carrefures, from Latin quadrifurcus four-forked) (Dictionary.com)

Sometime after each of these carfaxes, Jessica came along. And Jessica is neither a car history service nor a crossroads, but she sure avoids one more than the other. It parallels her amazing sense of direction: get her on the straight and narrow on an interstate system, and she's good for miles; take an exit and find a crossroads, and she'll end up in Arkansas (and she never intends to travel to Arkansas). Crossroads and Jessica aren't compatible.

There's a carfax in my near future. And I'm convinced it's a triple-carfax. Graduation, new label, new job, new locations, new life, new friends, new faces... decisions, decisions, decisions. Decisions that I make for myself, decisions that include more than just me, decisions that no one can make for me. Decisions on where to live, decisions of where to work; decisions that quite literally determine my future.

Perhaps what's most frightening is the thought that these changes might change more than what I am, but who I am, too. 

I used to read the Choose Your Own Adventure books. Each volume was written in the second-person, setting the reader as the protagonist and allowing him/her to make decisions within the story, flipping to page 62 or 24 based on the choice made. I could never just make a decision – for each and every choice, I'd flip to both pages, weigh the options, and read on through the ever-branching storyline until I'd reached every possible conclusion, just so I could know that I had found the perfect ending. 

I haven't got enough lives to try out all the possible endings. I've got to choose one and stick with it.

Page 27: You have finished over 18 years of formal education, and are receiving your degree. Will you work in a hospital (turn to page 18), a clinic (turn to page 109), or a school system (turn to page 2)?
Page 86: You are thoroughly enjoying the practice setting you have chosen. Where will you practice? For Wisconsin, turn to page 7; for Colorado, turn to page 94; for Djibouti, turn to page 87.
Page 13: You get along very well with a fellow university alum. Do your plans include theirs?

Who knows. I may become a acute care physical therapist in Wisconsin, or a orthopedics clinician in North Dakota, or a pediatrics school therapist in Oregon. Can't rule out anything out. 
Not even Arkansas.

Perhaps the most important thing is not what choices I make, but simply that I choose to make the best of them.
That, I can handle.