What does it mean to take the road less traveled?
Self Reliance?
Independence?
So many paths to follow, so many turns to take, how do we know we are pointing in the right direction? Truth is, we don’t. But, if we never make that first step, we will never know what is out there to greet us. This open book series by Contributor Matthew Gibson seeks to uncover the mysteries of our fascinating world. Let us not be like drifting fish in a tank, swimming aimlessly without purpose, set your imaginations free and explore without boundaries!
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
(Poem by Robert Frost)
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