A Path Diverged In The Woods
A path diverged in the woods; and I took the safe one. For years I didn't think about it but a few months ago I remembered looking over the egde of the othe path, the steep drop bellow where a few trees clung to the slope. I remembered the awe. I remembered the narrow path and how it curled gracefully out of view in a matter of feet. How his hand held out to me beckoning me to the safety beyond and whatever secrets that path may have concealed. But I looked down that impossible slope again and was parralized with fear. He signed and I can still feel his aggitation with me so strongly it makes me cringe. He came back and led the way down a path to the right. It was safe. I don't know the way back to that place.

It's nagging at me. Some day I must find that path and see what lay beyond. I doesn't really matter what's beyond. I wont be dissapointed, as long as I go accross. I'm a much different person now. No one who knew me then will see what I've become and no one I know now will ever know what I was. I don't think even Ku will ever know exactly.