New to things, it’s hard to put your foot in the right step. Especially in
the middle (anywhere) of the forest. And that’s what I think life is, there’s no actual paths, just unofficial trails marked only by the fact the grass as been stomped on. Sure, some paths show obvious signs of heavy traffic, but do you know where it really leads? In the end do you truly know what’s at the end of the road? The goal of the trek through the forest is to end up where you want to be. Maybe that’s in the forest, maybe it’s in the city, maybe its by the creek. It’s where you want to be. What if you follow a trail and you end up at the swamp? It may not be a bad place by any means, but it’s not the place you had in mind. When it comes to the path, there’s no right or wrong, success or failure, it’s simply, what you want to do and what you don’t want to do. But what do I know? I’m just a man trying to find the place I want to be. I think it’s a nice mountain spring spa.
” I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.”
-Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken