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However, I got lost in the forest on the way to catch the bus the other day. I had to catch a slightly different bus because I had just moved and I needed to turn in my old key to the student housing organization. I wasn’t accustomed to this route.
Part of the problem was that I was not yet familiar with Lukonmaki. I also took a short-cut through the beautiful, snowy forest. I felt that I couldn’t go wrong… as long as I headed north. So I was walking and walking… directly north. The snow was deep but there was a good path. I passed by the ski jump place, and a few people shoveling snow out of their driveways. I thought about asking for directions, but I didn’t know the name of the street I was headed toward. I also wasn’t lost. Heading north. I came to a fork in the road. Since neither branch headed directly north; I halted for a moment. I felt like Robert Frost in the forest on this crisp, sunny (well, as soon as the sun rose, it was sunny) morning. If that’s not a good reason to take the road less traveled, I don’t know one. Needless to say, the path got smaller. The turns and counter-forks got more abundant. Just before I started to worry about being lost, I heard a car roar by. I had done it! I had found my way through the forest. I felt smart. I felt like Robert Frost.
Wait a minute. This road doesn’t look busy enough to be the one that I was looking for (that I didn't know the name of). Hey, that grocery store looks just like my grocery store… right next to what appears to be quite a bit like my new apartment building! I was… I was… I was back where I had started from. I need to remember never to listen when I tell myself to take a shortcut.