Today was cold, and it snowed a lot, perfect because the fair weather hikers don't pollute the trails with their meaningless chit chatter and over-friendly labradors on days like this. Today was too cold for them, and so it was just me and my not-so-friendly-but-very-loyal dog hiking in one of the most beautiful landscapes. The snow was untouched and seduced me deep into the woods.
Usually, I stick to the trails with little deviation. But today was different. Today, something about the forest took hold of me, and demanded that I abandon the trails I know and listen to my heart. So I did, and headed deep into the forest with my ipod sinking me deeper into my own world free of rules, norms and standards. The further we hiked, the louder my music played, I entered my own world away from the one I don't like.
After about an hour, I recognized my destination. My legs were popsicles, but my escape outweighed anything trivial. My journey led me to truth, and I realized that there are some paths that need to be followed without knowing where they lead. I could breathe again, I listened to social distortion and watched my dog run across the veranda to meet his friend. Rejuvenated, I went home to find myself in the second season of Lost.
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